seriously, Boston?

I will attempt to write this post without any profanity.

I have gotten the hang of parking in Boston, and managed to avoid tickets and towing for the past couple months, but that doesn't make it any more fun to have a car in the city.

2 weeks ago, while my friend Brittany was visiting, we got out of the car and noticed a huge scrape down the side.  Some sweet Bostonian side swiped the car overnight while it was parked on the street.  Fortunately it was mostly paint that rubbed off, but we are still left with this after a car wash.

I try to make a habit of walking past the car, even when I don't have to move it, just to make sure it's still there and in once piece.  This morning I walked by to find this:

I don't even know what else to say about this...

EDIT (4/28):  Anddd another one today.  What is wrong with people???  I am so done with living in this city!!!