I have been working with a printmaking cooperative in Birmingham for a few months now. I had been missing 2D work and design since college, so I was very happy to find this group... and it turns out that I know most the artists there. Anyways, last weekend, I was working late on the press... like 8PM. It isn't in a bad part of town, lots of bars and galleries around. So, I felt safe. But, when I went back out to my truck, the windows were busted out and my stuff was riffled through. I assessed my stuff as I was putting everything back in order, and my pipe bag had been dumped out, with twelve pipes and jars of tobacco were all over the backseat. These were Beckers, Dunhills, Eltangs, Ardors, Tinskys, etc... All of the pipes were there, just missing $7 in cash that was in the pipe bag. Even my silver tamps were all accounted for. They probably thought it was a purse... a very cool masculine purse, ha ha.
When the officer asked me what was missing, I told him that I was surprised that none of the pipes were missing, just the cash I keep for road tolls and snacks. The officer looked at my pipe and said that they couldn't possibly be used to smoke crack and was too big for pot paraphernalia. So, they were of no use to a thief. He said, "besides, pipes don't have any value." I just agreed, ha ha. No pint in tempting the officer into thinking that they did have value. It's best that the world just thinks these things are bought at drug stores for a few bucks. It makes the world safer, h aha.
The major loss were the windows which cost me $268 a piece. Two had to be replaced.
Anyways, thank God the pipes were not taken, not a single one was cheap enough that I would have just shrugged. I would have had to go all John Wick to get it back. Anyways, I am sure the thief was disappointed in my belongings.
The policeman just chuckled, "I'm trying to imagine a crackhead smoking rock out of one of those pipes."
The worst of it was having to drive home with no side windows and setting in a pile of glass.
Anyways... so is the way of the world.
When the officer asked me what was missing, I told him that I was surprised that none of the pipes were missing, just the cash I keep for road tolls and snacks. The officer looked at my pipe and said that they couldn't possibly be used to smoke crack and was too big for pot paraphernalia. So, they were of no use to a thief. He said, "besides, pipes don't have any value." I just agreed, ha ha. No pint in tempting the officer into thinking that they did have value. It's best that the world just thinks these things are bought at drug stores for a few bucks. It makes the world safer, h aha.
The major loss were the windows which cost me $268 a piece. Two had to be replaced.
Anyways, thank God the pipes were not taken, not a single one was cheap enough that I would have just shrugged. I would have had to go all John Wick to get it back. Anyways, I am sure the thief was disappointed in my belongings.
The policeman just chuckled, "I'm trying to imagine a crackhead smoking rock out of one of those pipes."
The worst of it was having to drive home with no side windows and setting in a pile of glass.
Anyways... so is the way of the world.
IYKYK
