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A word on vandalism
It's fun!
To be specific, Bonnie went to her baladi class tonight . . . and her lock failed her, leaving her on the outside of the locker containing her street clothes (something of a problem when you're dressed for belly dancing). The fellow at the night desk did not have bolt cutters, or in fact any tools. The problem was ultimately solved by summoning Sean with a Big Hammer.
It's very cathartic to bash the living crap out of something, free of all guilt that you're breaking any laws. That goes double on a Friday night, at the end of a busy work week.
And yes, the lock opened forthwith.
To be specific, Bonnie went to her baladi class tonight . . . and her lock failed her, leaving her on the outside of the locker containing her street clothes (something of a problem when you're dressed for belly dancing). The fellow at the night desk did not have bolt cutters, or in fact any tools. The problem was ultimately solved by summoning Sean with a Big Hammer.
It's very cathartic to bash the living crap out of something, free of all guilt that you're breaking any laws. That goes double on a Friday night, at the end of a busy work week.
And yes, the lock opened forthwith.
Vandalism
As for Bonnie being dressed for belly-dancing... this was Friday night on the Plateau! Would she even have gotten a sideways glance?
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Re: Vandalism
Heh! Yeah. It is fun. It reminds me of my youth.
As for Bonnie being dressed for belly-dancing... this was Friday night on the Plateau! Would she even have gotten a sideways glance?
In late September, maybe. It wasn't that warm!
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There is that. I'd probably get into training that involved hitting stuff with hammers. Or pipes. Pipes are good, too.
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