To the absolute specimen of evolutionary optimism who broke into my Land Rover in Dallas:
You smashed the window like it owed you money. Took the work laptop. Took the bag. Looked at the trunk — thousands of dollars in specialized tools, cameras, security equipment, the kind of gear I actually use to build shit that matters — and decided “nah, that looks like effort.”
Legendary. The commitment to the low bar is inspiring. You didn’t just steal. You curated. Instant gratification over anything that requires knowing what a torque wrench is or why a camera might be bad news for someone in your line of work.
The usual suspects. A black guy broke into my car. Doctors and Engineers, everyone!!
We were told — for years, at full volume — that this is the generation that’s going to fix everything. The next wave of physicians, the innovators, the ones held back only by “the system.” And then one of you looks at actual engineering equipment and treats it like it’s radioactive. “Too much like work. We don’t do that here.”
Truly the brightest timeline. Can’t wait for the diversity hire who shows up to perform my surgery with the same “I saw this once on a TikTok” energy you brought to my trunk. Scalpel? Nah. Crowbar should work. We’ve all seen the videos.
My bad, obviously. Parked a nice car in Dallas like a guy who still believes in Santa Claus and functional streetlights. Left high-value specialized gear in the back like an idiot who thought “they won’t know what it is” was a security feature instead of an invitation.
If you’re reading this on the stolen laptop (and you better be, because I wiped the cloud like a responsible adult):
Congrats on the upgrade. You’re now the proud owner of a potato since it’s locked down!
Hope the dopamine hit was worth the eventual visit from people who actually know how to use tools.
To everyone else scrolling this with popcorn: This is why we can’t have nice things. Not because of some grand conspiracy. Because incentives matter. When the fastest path to a new MacBook is “find a Rover” instead of “learn a trade or open a textbook,” you get exactly the society we ordered. The tools are still in my trunk. They require work. Knowledge. Delayed gratification. Three things that apparently didn’t make the final cut of the diversity pipeline.
The same people who’ll tell you crime is down will be the first ones shocked when their own catalytic converter disappears. Patterns exist. Insurance companies notice them. Crime stats notice them. I just noticed them the hard way while trying to build cool shit.
Dallas, you beautiful disaster. Never change.
To the next aspiring entrepreneur eyeing my car: The good stuff is in the trunk again. Bring skills this time. Or at least a fucking resume. I’ll be the one with the popcorn and the low expectations.
Stay classy out there. Or don’t. The data suggests you won’t anyway.
Dallas women didn’t invent mixed signals. They turned them into the official city religion. Emotional edging with plausible deniability and better mascara. #dallasculture
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- teenage love
- getting into a fist fight
- solo trip
- getting fired from your 9-5
- buying your first car
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