Monday, October 6, 2008
The wife and I drove up to Blockbuster and parked in the back. As I got out of the car, I saw some guy lean his bike against the wall near the drop off slot and emergency exit. He walked around the corner to the front door. I thought to myself, "What the hell is he doing; his bike is going to get stolen if he leaves it there".
We are in line to rent a video game when this alarm goes off. It was quiet so I thought is was a part of the previews that endlessly loop on the various TVs around the store. After about a minute, people start to realize that it is the emergency exit alarm; I look towards the back and the door is open. Some good Samaritan says, "I'll go follow him," writes his cell phone number down and leaves to follow the thief. The manager phones the police and informs them he's been the victim of a "grab and dash".
After this "exciting" episode, the wife and I compare descriptions. Mine included jeans, a ball cap, and a blue bike. My wife didn't remember the hat, but she said he looked "dirty". Now I understand why eyewitness accounts are deemed "unreliable" at best.
So I figure the best way to catch "Dirty" is to check the pawn shops for someone selling a bunch of movies that all begin with the same letter.