V is for Vendetta

This has nothing to do with the movie...

The office that I work in is in Sunrise, Florida. It is an up and coming area that is starting to thrive because businesses are moving here. The point I am trying to make, is that it isn't a ghetto.

My ex-boss, the one that I like and respect, has had some strange happenings since we moved to this building in 10/06. I should include some very generic back story, because the rest of his story is not mine to tell. He is considered handicapped. He can walk upright, he has all limbs, but had a traffic accident that mangled an ankle. He has a handicapped parking placard for his car.

Moving on -

Since we have moved into this building, his Range Rover has suffered about 8 flats, all of them were nails through the side wall, rendering the tire useless.

Some gutless wonder left a note on his truck bitching him out because this person does not feel that he is handicapped. This person goes on to state that the spots are intended for "real" handi caps. This building, is only about half full. I have seen all the people that use the spots. NONE of them are wheelchair bound. The do have assorted ailments, but so does the boss. Just because it is not apparent to them, doesn't make it any less of a disability.

This past Friday, the 13th no less, was the worst. I was off that day, but the boss did call me at about 5 to help with something. The boss later left the building, only to discover another flat. So, he called his lovely wife, she picks him up, and they go to dinner. The boss decides to leave his car here overnight, like he's done a million times before. At 10:30 pm, his local police are pounding on his door at home, asking if they know where his car is. He responds that he does, he left it at the office. He gets here, and someone had poured FUCKING ACID all over his car. They poured it down the grate on the hood (the one by the wipers), which shorted the electrical and THAT rolled the windows down, and turned the radio on. THAT enabled the shit stain to splash the acid on the inside. The Rover is now rendered a total loss, not because of the damage, but, because it is now considered a biohazard.

I would like to think that it one of these crazy fucks in the building. But, could these old ladies be that cruel? Are they capable of causing this damage? I don't know.

My husband seems to think that it is an ex-girlfriend. He has also ventured to say it might be a dirty mistress. I can't see the boss doing that. He has one of those inordinately beautiful wives. Who know, I could have totally misjudged him.

So - dear readers (who am I kidding?) - Give me your opinion, or just make something up. If you make it up, make damn sure I will laugh because of it.

and go....