Sometimes you just want to trust someone. Caution meet wind, balls meet wall. Sometimes, the next morning, that someone is gone . . . and so is your Wii.
Over on Strongsville Patch, we have police blotter item that's pretty much a country song without the music. It's got all the basic elements of the high lonesome: strangers meeting in the night, betrayal the morning after, police, and reconciliation. All we need is a gun or someone losing their acreage to the bank and we'd have a sure Opry staple.
A Strongsville woman phoned the police May 5th, reporting her car, cell phone, and Wii had been stolen. Police responded; it turned out she'd met an “unknown man” the night before and brought him back home. When sunrise unsheathed reality once again, her shit was AWOL, as was the dude. A note saying he'd be back, that's all the stranger left.
Obviously, she didn't put much hope in the note because she immediately dialed up police. Law enforcement went looking for the vehicle, until – in a long-odds development that restores a drop or two of our faith in humanity – the man of mystery rolled back to the woman's house with the car, just like he said.
See, you weren't expecting that were you? We like to keep you on your toes . . .
"Oh hey sleepyhead. Last night was great, I so glad we met . . . oh this? I just needed to hit CVS real quick. No biggie."