January 11, 2011
All of the cars on my street got egged on Saturday night. Except for mine.
The neighborhood representative of the Homeowner's Association sent out an email that included a list of property damage (none) and a stern warning to the perpetrator(s): "This is a very serious matter," the man wrote. "And we are actively investigating it. We suspect that the culprits are teenagers, probably from our neighborhood. If this turns out to be true, their parents will be held responsible."
"My kids were all sleeping in their beds when this happened," I told all my neighbors. "I swear."
Still, the curious fact remains that my car was the only one spared in the assault. I have dedicated a significant amount of today's waking hours attempting to solve this mystery. I even made a chart:
Car Not Assaulted:
I am stumped. When I showed my lists to my husband, he mumbled something about "adding insult to injury" and "not being worth the egg."
That is one possible theory. There must be others. There must.