So Mission Peak was fun. More on that later.
Some mother fuckers decided that my window was the one they wanted to break and take my wallet in the process. To make a long story short, I got pissed, canceled all my cards, and then tried to track these bitches.
Me and the neverendingshitters went on a mission to Mission Peak, which we murdered by the way, and we come back only to find that my window had been shattered and my wallet had been taken. Fortunately that's all they took, leading me to believe that it was a quick ass deal. Anyways, I call Bank of America and they tell me that they literally just used my debit card with an invalid pin at a gas station, USA Petroleum, which we then thought of inputting into my GPS to find the closest one. Lo and behold there is the one in Fremont where we track these mother fuckers, but they had apparently left already.
It's alright, I didn't lose too much, just made me go through the hassle of fixing shit, recovering my driver's license and credit cards and paying for my window. Lesson learned, don't use your car as a locker. Have a good afternoon.
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