Vandalism I’ve never got. You’ve got something nicer than me, so I’m going to **** it up. This bus shelter stops old ladies getting battered by the elements, so I’m going to stove its panels in. Look at that freshly painted wall, it’d be so much nicer with my name spray-painted all over it. It’s not even testosterone, belting seven shades out of something I can understand, but dragging a key down a car? It’s just bloody odd and I don’t get it. You gain nothing other than giving a complete stranger a bad day.
Absolutely. Years ago a work colleague was out with a mate and their two SO’s. Stopped at a takeaway and left the girls in the back. Car was a coupé, a Colt Starion, or something like that, anyway, the girls are chatting, and they see this bloke walk past, stop, walk back a bit, pull his keys out of his pocket and run them down the side of the car! He couldn’t see them in the back, and they watched him carry on and key all the other cars down the road.
They shot into the takeaway, grabbed the blokes, and made off after him, and saw him actually go into a house.
Report to the police, with the address, and he was picked up.
He was a VAT Inspector in his fifties!