I had a car repossessed about 15 years ago because of a divorce. I was not really upset with the repossession, because I didn’t pay for the car (another story for another question LOL) But it just so happened that the repo guy shows up at my house and the car was not there. He proceeds to tell me what a piece of shit I am and calls me a lot of nasty names. I had a broken foot at the time, so he was safe saying that stuff to me from a distance :) I told him that he would NEVER get the car, because he was being such a douchbag to me. I guess this was a challenge to him, because he harassed me night and day over it. He went to my neighbors house (which happened to be my brother) badmouthing me, went to other neighbors, called my job, called people with the last name Casey randomly asking about the car.

So now I am pissed. Really pissed, but disabled. I knew there was nothing I could really do to the guy without landing my ass in jail, so I had to come up with a plan. The car he was trying to repo was a 2004 cavalier. It was custom painted a canary yellow from the factory. There were other deeper yellow cavaliers around my community. but mine was different from all the rest because it was a unique yellow. Well, different from almost all the rest I should say. About a mile and a half down the road from where I live, a girl in her early twenties had bought a 2004 canary yellow cavalier IDENTICAL to mine! Her driveway was a circle that went around her house, and she always parked behind her house and went into her back door. Knowing this, I called the tow company up and said that I was a neighbor of Dale Casey’s and I was tired of the tow truck running up and down our road at all hours and I know where the car is. I explained that it is about a mile and a half down the road, hidden behind a friends house. The lady that took the call was ecstatic, sounded like she just won the lottery.

Apparently, the guy went in the middle of the night and “hooked and booked” the other canary yellow cav...