It’s not so much that I am angry about having my car broken into. Oddly enough, my annoyance that my privacy was invaded is offset by my acknowledgement that I left my doors unlocked. However, I am annoyed. And the reason is because you left my door open. I’m actually somewhat glad that you stole the Jack’s Beef Jerky from my car as I would have eventually eaten it if it were there, thus bringing out my demise a few minutes quicker than I otherwise would have done. I’m also not angry that you stole the pack of cigarettes in the console of my car. In fact, considering the fact…