Inside the car my cell phone was sitting on the seat where I had left it (by mistake), but the candy bar wasn’t taken. Of course, if you can get into the car you can get into the trunk. So I popped the trunk and...
My laptop bag was stolen.
I didn’t panic too much... I’m about to start a new job and they’ll be providing me a new laptop. My data is backuped to an external Firewire/USB drive. Even though the backup is about 4 weeks old, being between jobs means there wasn’t much “new” data there. Plus, anything important I do is on a server. Considering everything I had lost, I was rather calm.
We reported the theft to the guys running the parking lot, but they weren’t helpful. In fact, they said that if I reported it to their management nothing would happen so there’s no reason to do it. They let me use their phone to call the police, who told me to drive 4 blocks to the station to make the report in person.
I gave the police my report and when I was done my cell phone rang. It was someone named “Victor” saying that he found my laptop and was wondering how we could meet so I could get it back. ***unbelievable***
The guy found it about a block from the parking lot!
I didn’t ask him about the contents of the bag, figuring it was best to see what was there when I got to his place. I assumed that the iPod was gone, since that’s easiest to pawn. The Mac Powerbook would be a little more difficult to pawn, so it seemed to make sense that it was still there. The datebook/organizers is a leather-bound paper holder, worthless to anyone but me. So I assumed that would be in the bag.
The guy was a young, friendly guy who is the super at an apartment building in town. He gave me the bag and it contained my laptop, my iPod but NO DATEBOOK!
Since I’m between jobs and since I’ve just started a new year of filler paper my datebook had very data in it. My “todo” list is very small, and my dates are, well, the three speaking gigs that are on EverythingSysadmin.com. No big deal.
But why would some crackhead steal the datebook? Has he gotten in trouble for missing appointments with his dealer? WTF? WTFF?
But who cares about the dateboo! The laptop and iPod are safe. That’s just a freakin’ miracle. And I’m very grateful. In fact, I gave the guy that found it a bunch of cash as a reward.
So now I’m at C’s place and we’re drinking egg nog and celebrating. It’s going to cost me an arm and a leg to get the car door repaired, but all-in-all, this was a very good day.
And this is all just further proof that I am a brain in a vat attached to the happiest VR simulation ever made.
 I dislike when people assume anything stolen was “some crackhead” however Elizabeth, NJ was spotlighted during the 1980’s “crack” media blitz as being a town where crack is “being sold on every corner”; and everyone ELSE I talked to has used that term.