I went to work today thinking it was going to be a good Monday morning. Had an awesome command PT and was feeling great. I get to the diesel shop where I work, and my Chief calls me in and tells me that the local police department has found my truck...my beautiful, beautiful, slightly expensive Dodge Ram 1500 5.7 Hemi in the middle of the woods completely stripped. My daily driver is a little SUV so it's not like I go check on my truck every morning to make sure it's okay. Plus, it's on a military base so who the heck would mess with it? Well, apparently someone did. My truck was completely stripped when they originally found it. They found just enough to get the VIN and get into contact with me, but then I found out that when they went back out there there was literally NOTHING left. I'm so pissed. I still owe a lot of money on this truck, and believe it or not, the military doesn't get paid ALL THAT GREAT, especially as a single E-2. So, here's the picture of what is left of my truck. Literally ALL THAT IS LEFT. I had at least $1000 worth of tools in there, my SS Card, and all kinds of personal stuff that I really would rather have not been touched. Take the truck, but Jesus don't try to steal my identity cause you're going to be very disappointed when you go to buy something lol.
That's it. Just needed to vent a little and get some stuff off of my chest. Good thing is, insurance is going to do what they can to get me back in a new truck.
(PS - Excuse my sloppy sailor ways in the picture and the fact that I am wwwaaayyyyy outta uniform regs.)