For those unfamiliar with the concept of a cupcheck it is a relic from a bygone era. When contact sport athletes were getting used to wearing the plastic genital protection also known as a cup, coaches would walk around and randomly sack-tap you to make sure it was in place. Nowadays that would most likely land the adult in jail and the student in state mandated therapy but in my time it was just a thing. Albeit an awful thing if you caught a full set of second knuckles to the nuts. I had a high school coach that carried an extra chinstrap and wielded it like a ninja. He could snap it against your helmet to emphasize a point or whipcrack it against your lower helmet in the aforementioned cupcheck.
Now that I write it down the whole thing is more molester-ish than I remembered because its pretty easy to preform a visual only equipment assessment. The turtle shell made for a distinct outline in a pair of football pants. huh... I'll add traumatized to my big list of things. Anyway, this morning I went down to my car only to discover that it had been burgled.
Nothing of real value was taken but a break into your personal space of any kind just makes you feel wronged. Everything I lost was just annoying. The prescription sunglasses were the most valuable thing coming in at a whopping $300 but that makes me laugh because they are progressive lenses dialed in to my screwed up eyes. Someone might like the way they look until they put them on and start running into everything around them. Next most annoying are my building access cards. There is no way to tell where they work as they are labeled with a post it note in the sleeve containing a single letter of the alphabet. P which told me the one I needed to use for the parking garage every morning.
I'll get those replaced in the morning but again it will be a minor annoyance. There were some other things like my new Iowa State hat, fuckers, and ALL of my change. When I opened the armrest and found the change missing I immediately thought it might be one of my crack zombie friends to blame. I was a little offended but then again they have never seen me driving around so they couldn't know it was my car being violated. I found out it was noone I know when I checked my email.
My building manager sent out a picture from the security cameras of the perpetrators. I was cursing myself for leaving my car unlocked until I noticed they broke windows on some of the nicer cars. That would have really sucked; spending the cracks in my busy day tomorrow trying to find a drivers side window repair place. Silver linings are always around if you look for them.
So my afternoon walk will include a hunt for my hat. Not to get it back, especially depending on who might be wearing it because they probably need it more than I and it never hurts to expand the fan base, but to investigate. I feel like I've logged a lot of reading and watching hours and its about time I put those skills to work. If I make any progress in my case I'll let you know. Holy crap I am bored.