>around 2007
>at work
>head out for a break
>see some nogs looking at my car
>tell them to fuck off
>head back inside
>20 minutes later some guys walks into the shop and says my car got broken into
>run out there pissed
>window smashed
>open it up and look in the back
>my gun case is missing
>charter arms explorer, with a suppressor
>immediately call the police
>tell them there's only one way out of the parking lot so they're probably running down the road
>operator says okay
>10 minutes later she hangs up
>sitting around for a fucking hour
>say fuck it and head back home
>call the police there
>they finally come 45 minutes later
>tell them the situation
>"why didn't you call us earlier!"
>explain to them I did but their lazy asses never came
>get a stern talking to by them saying that if the guns used in a crime it's on me
>ask them to just hurry up and find my fucking gun
>every week I start going to the police station asking if anything turned up
>never get a response
>months later I get curious and head to the federal court building and ask them instead
>they tell me they found the gun in seattle
>months ago
>ask which precinct has it
>get jerked around for days before they finally give me the location
>head over there
>they refuse to give me my gun saying it's evidence
>despite the fact the suspects are already tried and in jail
>jerk me around for another hour
>eventually they give me an address
>it's some unadorned warehouse looking place with no markings
>knock on the door
>some nigger over the buzzer jerks me around, again
>eventually they let me in when I read off the case number and tell them the precinct that sent me
>walk through some fucking matrix looking hallway, no decor just featureless
>at the end of the hallway are two sets of reinforced doors
>wait around for 10 minutes before they buzz me in
>counter has ridiculously thick reinforced plexiglass window
>wait around for a good 45 minutes
>tell me they took full ballistics of the gun so if I use it in a crime they'll know immediately
>tell them "that's nice but did you notice this gun has a detachable threaded barrel?"
>blank fucking stares
>they give me my gun and tell me I have a minute to exit the building because the code changes
>tfw just wasted months of my life for a shitty .22 pistol and a shitty suppressor