Sunday paper!

On Sunday mornings David and I are excited about the Sunday morning paper. We wake up, make coffee and head outside to pick it up and go through the adds.
This morning, since David worked last night, it was all up to me. So I sent Gavin outside to get it. He came inside empty handed. He tells me that it wasn't there. So about 30 minutes later, he goes back out to check again. Same outcome, the paper isn't there.
I call the paper and the recording tells me that they are not available to bring me a paper today and that I will have to wait until tomorrow. There isn't a "real" person to talk to so I wasn't able to voice my opinion. Now that I think about it, that is probably a good idea.
So when David gets up, I let him know of the situation. He was smart and went straight to the security camera tape. Sure enough, our paper was stolen out of driveway at 7:55, by a heavy, balding white man driving a maroon Dodge Stratus. Unfortunatley we couldn't read the license plate number.
We were so mad!! How could someone be so stupid to park in a strangers driveway, steal their paper and drive off? Let alone an off duty officers driveway with a full security system with cameras and a flag that says something to the effect of "Police Protect and Serve".
I still believe they screwed up with my neighborhood. The city of Fresno mistakenly moved all the dirty bags from southeast and the westside to our neighborhhod to mess with my family. I am pretty sure that my neighborhhod isn't even connected to my parents neighborhood, even though they live 500 yards from us.