Why is it that Joan can't park on the side of the street when she comes to visit? Why is it that EVERY SINGLE TIME she parks in my spot on the driveway? It's MY house, and the other side of the driveway is used for my mom and Jack to get in and out of the garage to go here and there throughout the day. So why does she think it's ok that she takes my spot and makes me park on the street?
I know this seems trivial, but damn. EVERY TIME!

Tonight was fun. Went over to Julia's house with Ben and visited with her and her family. We reminisced about sweet times when she was our boss and talked about the future and what it holds. Going to be EXCITING! Afterwards, we went to halfway and met up with Chip, Chelsea, and Tim. Had some good chats and some great laughs.

1. I cannot wait to play Guitar Hero 80s edition
2. I cannot wait to watch 300 again
3. I'm going to watch Jurassic Park 3 tonight while I fall asleep
4. I hate every VH1 "Fabulous Life Of..."
5. I'm the door-lady tomorrow at the concert in Harrisonville. Sweeeet. I get paid, don't have to pay to get in, and get something to do!
6. I'm excited about shopping on Saturday, then the date Saturday night. Going to be AMAZING! (and the money I get paid on Friday will be my gas money to get up to Zona Rosa! Whoopee!)
That's all for my list.

So today, I decided to take some initiative. Ben was robbed in late November, early December. They found all of his stuff in this black kid's room in the same dorm during CA room checks for Christmas break. He called campus security many times about the situation throughout the next few months, even going in a few times, but was always brushed aside by a bitchy dispatcher/receptionist. He got a subpoena for May 15 to appear in court. He was called at 8am that day and was told that it was cancelled for the time being because an officer couldn't make it. Ok, first of all, you call the DAY OF? Second of all, what the hell did this officer have to do? Isn't this his JOB? Didn't he know about it a MONTH IN ADVANCE? Maybe I'm giving them too much credit for having some kind of intelligence.
Anyway.
So Ben was told that he would be contacted later on about the situation. He's called, and was...again...pushed aside. He has been told EVERYTIME that he's called that EVERY officer on duty is busy. That doesn't happen. It's fucking Warrensburg. Give me a break.
Well, 2 months and 11 days later, I'm completely fed up. It's time for me to take control, because I don't back down, I'm pushy, and I don't let people give me shit for answers. I spent 2 hours on the phone today with Campus Security, the county prosecuter, (both were lovely to talk to) and the city prosecuter (BITCH!). Well, I had to call 4 people to get the name of the defendent, because apparently, that's the ONLY way you can look up cases. Riiiiiight. So I got the first name, but no one remembered the last name. Luckily, it's a weird one, so Brent looked him up on facebook and got the full name. I was then able to call the city prosecuter and tell her. She then informs me that he "pled out" on Tuesday, so the case was dismissed.
Hm.
Thanks for sharing that information, bitch. Think maybe Ben would have liked to know that the guy who robbed him pled out? Think he might want to know this so he can quit waiting for that phone call that would never come? Think he might want to get his stuff back?
(again, I think I'm giving them too much credit for having some kind of intelligence)
So I called the University police and told them the situation. The dispatcher couldn't tell me when Ben's stuff could be released, but she assured me that she would have an officer call me. I said, "Yeah, ok. I'll call tomorrow."

Bitch, please.

See how I get answers? You've got to be sugary sweet, and when that doesn't work, you demand answers, because DAMNIT, IT'S YOUR SHIT AND YOU DESERVE TO KNOW WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!

Man, I was so frustrated. I'm writing a formal complaint to the city prosecuter, and I've also written an editorial that I'm working on right now to send in to the Warrensburg paper and the school's paper about how the Warrensburg police don't always prosecute and do their jobs to the fullest extent when it's a black on white crime.

Remember when Chuck and Chip got jumped by 4 black guys and 1 whitey?
Remember when Jimmy got knifed and beat up by 2 black guys?
Remember when Ben got robbed by a black guy?
If this was white on black, you bet that it'd be called a hate crime and the victims wouldn't have been pushed aside. Makes me sick what they're doing, and they're going to hear about it.
I call people out. It's their job to serve and protect, and I see them doing neither.

I'm done ranting. I'm off to watch Jurassic Park 3.