Theft and Butt Cracks

I have a friend who has had his car stolen twice since moving to Nashville from Texas. After the second theft, he bought another car. He recently traded it in for a third vehicle; a Kia Sportage.

Tonight, as he walked his groceries to his car, he noticed that his car was leaning--very severely--to one side. He walked around the car only to discover that someone had stolen TWO WHEELS from his vehicle. Not just tires. WHEELS. In broad daylight. In a Kroger parking lot. In less than 30 minutes.

My husband, (who my friend had originally called for help) is in Albany, NY for the evening. So, being the best backup rescue person that I could be, I picked him up and took him out for dinner and a drink to try to lift his spirits. He looked pretty downtrodden at the beginning of the evening, but by the end of dinner, the conversation had turned to Seinfeld, toe sensitivity and butt-cracks and I knew he was going to be okay.

So, if you have seen any suspicious people running through a parking lot today, with Kia wheels under their arms while shouting cries of victory--you may have witnessed the third (and hopefully final) vehicular violation that my poor friend has experienced.

Fellow Nashvillians: Be careful where you park...