Dear_one wrote:
KimD wrote:
Dear_one wrote:
I've been writing up one of these a day for a year now in a diary, and it does help me feel better about life.
1. I'm glad that I noticed I had gotten into a rut, and went on a long bicycle tour to find a new location.
2. I'm glad that I used to go for walks late at night, and turn off the headlights of a parked car almost every time.
Off topic, but where were you that people didn't lock their cars?! Why would you mess with a stranger's car, except in the case of an actual emergency?
Toronto, Canada. I did it because I follow the Golden Rule, and because there was about zero chance of getting in trouble that fast. Anybody could see the lights go out, and the door close right away. A lot of people don't lock their cars even in rowdy areas, because the windows cost more than anything they leave inside.
Michael Moore did a video where he documented conditions in Detroit, and then crossed the river to Windsor, Ontario, and found that most houses had unlocked doors. A lot of houses are left unlocked in winter just to make sure that nobody freezes to death nearby. Cars are left unlocked in Churchill Manitoba in the spring in case somebody needs to get away from a Polar bear. However, cars are locked in most of rural Canada in late summer to keep them from being filled with Zucchini.
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If the owner or the cops saw you trying to turn the lights off, they might think you were breaking into the car, or grand theft auto. They might not be receptive to your (correct) explanation. (Maybe some car thieves claimed to have been turning off the lights)
If you saw the driver leave the lights on, you could have told the driver
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At work, I moved a cart with a bucket of paint, a couple of feet away from the electrical outlet, so I could plug in a scooter
(Even though plugging in the scooter is part of my job description, and there are only so many electrical outlets, and I wasn't trying to steal his precious lil bucket of paint, a customer had the nerve to bark at me "hey! Mine! What are you doing?". ). As usual I was at a loss for words, but a coworker told the customer that "he's trying to plug in the scooter".
The customer did not answer the coworker, but that was also not Wrongful Accusation
The customer was doing his best and he didn't do anything wrong
It is just that, to the customer, it appeared that I was trying to steal his precious lil bucket of paint