just a quick warning

[krystynayt.livejournal.com]

My iPod (a Christmas present from my father, no less) was stolen right out of my bag today at Someday Cafe, sometime this evening. My bag was at my feet the entire time. Apparently, someone had their cell phone stolen around the same day today as well. So, if you're going to Someday (or anywhere at all in the area, really), be mindful of your belongings! I've learned my lesson which is, apparently, don't trust your neighbors. (It's really not as if I went to the bathroom and left my stuff at the table. Nothing was left more than a couple of centimeters away from me.)

My trying to love the Boston area is not helped by this. Alas...

I'm trying to think of it as my having given a gift to somebody, a total stranger. I hope they enjoy my music; I had a nice eclectic mix. Something for everybody. Or, I hope they stole it because they needed money and are now buying medicine for their dying spouse. That would be okay with me too. Even if it's stolen to feed a drug addiction they just can't kick and the withdrawal is killing them. That's fine. We are all weak sometimes.

I just hope it isn't some over-privileged college kid who gets his or her yahoos from stealing. Well, I hope the money they get from it pays for their therapy. Or I hope their bragging to people about their mad skillz makes them feel better about themselves. In the meanwhile, I'm still kind of pissed that I had to be the anonymous benefactor. I'd much rather know the people I'm helping somehow.

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[talonvaki.livejournal.com]

I had my cellphone stolen yesterday in Downtown Crossing. It was in my coat pocket.

So, yeah. I feel your pain.