Finished work at 12:30am, decide to go into civic. i get into civic and decide to get a subway. as soon as i park, these guys in a pink VL turbo get pulled over by the Fuzz right behind me, so i'm parked in. i figure they'll be gone by the time i get my subway. i get back to the car, they're still there arguing about something stupid. i press the remote to get into my car, nothing. i press again... still nothing. i hold the bugger down until i almost break it, nothing. i sit there thinking... then just open the door manually. the alarm breaks into song at full anooying volume, and i rush into the car to get the bonnet open to turn the siren off. i'm doing all this while 3 cops and 4 blokes in this VL turn and watch me. The coppers keep an eye on me the whole time they're there as i fiddle with this and that.
The cops move on, and i end up calling NRMA, who take only an hour to get there. The guy gets into my car, fiddles with the alarm, then digs into the recesses of under my dash, pulling everything out. after 10 minutes of trying to get the car started, he pulls his head out "nah, sorry mate, she's f#$ked" apparently its the only time he hasn't been able to get around an imobiliser/alarm system.
He calls a tow truck for me, which then arrives another hour later. we hook it all up, then he starts to drag it up the truck. there goes my front bar and exhaust tip. i finally get home a good 3 hours after i finished work with a car that has its dash in pieces and no go...
Now i have a splitting headache