When you see the perp, you want to Spitz-barf.
My mother (RIP) worked at a CVS. She was at a store where a woman stood near the door with a basket full of stuff looking out in the parking lot. Mom asked her if she needed help and she replied no. Seconds later, a car pulled up, she ran out and dove head-first into the car with the stuff and they sped off.
I would have been disappointed if she looked any different. I just expected a black, uhh... African American woman — but white trash works too.