Imaginary Conversations and Random Thoughts

There was a message on the machine last night from Public Storage. It is urgent that I call. This morning when I call, the person who called me left a note in my file. Something about a fence being cut through, and my unit broken into. My unit is an interior unit. You have to go inside the building to get to the door for it. My unit is also in the middle of a long hallway. Wouldn't you think if some random crook was going to hit a unit, he'd either hit an outside unit, not an interior one, or, if he does hit an interior unit, hit one of the ones closest to the exterior door he just came into? More later. I swear, this town is so ghetto.