Today at 9:53am I parked my car at the Elizabeth, NJ train station so that C and I could go into NYC to see Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. (It was fantastic, by the way.) I had locked my laptop bag (which includes my laptop, my iPod, and my datebook/organizer) as well as my overnight bag in the trunk. I was careful not to leave anything obviously valuable in the car seats, except a bunch of messy papers and a candy bar. Anyway, when we got back to the train station the driver’s side door was ajar. Oh wait, it isn’t ajar, it’s bent back as if someone had broke into the car. F**K!
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[1] 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.
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[1] 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.
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[1] 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.
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[1] 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.
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Date: 2005-12-31 03:14 am (UTC)I am, however, glad you got everything else back! :)
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Date: 2005-12-31 10:35 pm (UTC)Not to freak you out or anything
Date: 2005-12-31 03:21 am (UTC)Re: Not to freak you out or anything
Date: 2005-12-31 01:36 pm (UTC)(P.S. New episodes of "24" start soon!)
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Date: 2005-12-31 03:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-31 03:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-31 03:33 am (UTC)Of course, I'm assuming (no doubt erroneously) that a rational thought process was involved ...
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Date: 2005-12-31 05:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-31 04:04 am (UTC)When I had my purse stolen, the thief ran with it and went through the purse while in pursuit -- he got away, but the contents of my purse followed him like a trail. Perhaps the thief had very little time, the datebook was the first thing zie saw, and zie ditched the bag after taking it.
w00t!
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Date: 2005-12-31 11:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-03 04:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-31 05:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-31 05:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-31 01:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-31 12:25 pm (UTC)And, maybe the crackhead was really some haxor that installed a keylogger on your powerbook.
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Date: 2005-12-31 01:35 pm (UTC)As far as a keylogger... I don't #*$(@(
DISCONNECT
OK
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Date: 2006-01-01 01:13 am (UTC)p0wned!!!
All your base!
etc, etc,
in high school
Date: 2005-12-31 02:44 pm (UTC)her wallet was intact, EXCEPT for the photos in it.
I always imagine someone who wanted stories about the people in the pictures. Thieves operating on a mystic logic. Not looking for money or worldly goods, but the personal records of our soul.
Thanks to LJ and the like, THAT's all backed up on servers now too.
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Date: 2005-12-31 03:39 pm (UTC)*giggle* Search on ebay for your name; maybe someone's selling it off as a collectors item *giggle*
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Date: 2005-12-31 03:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-02 05:56 am (UTC)One night after I got home from work to my apartment in Baltimore I left my cell phone in the car. I couldn't sleep because I felt something was wrong. Wound up getting out of bed at 4am and walking out to the car on impulse without knowing what I was going to find. I found the cell phone on the passenger seat. Once I got it in and on my dresser, I slept like a log.
A few months earlier I got my ham radio stolen from under the seat. I always wondered what the heck the thief did with a VHF two-way, or who was buying.
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Date: 2006-01-16 04:51 pm (UTC)How did it go down with you?
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Date: 2006-01-16 05:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-16 07:32 pm (UTC)