What the fuck is wrong with humanity?
Or rather, what the hell is wrong with the people around my complex?!?
Last Monday, I came home around 9 pm to find my purse open and on my loveseat. I had left it on the little table sitting next to the couch. One of the pockets on the front flap was unsnapped and there's this little clasp that's on my purse for looks - that was undone. My makeup was all over the place. My closet doors were open, some old Hot Topic bags were skittered around my table, work shirts moved, bills and stuff next to my comp all askew. Someone was in my apartment, looking for something. What, I dunno. They took the time to go through a pack of pictures I took at last year's B.F.D. (radio festival). That part right there freaked me the hell out. I had no idea how they got in here...but it pissed me the hell off, too.
The next day, I come to find out that whoever came in here took some cards of mine - a Waldenbooks membership card (expired), my Satay House card, and both my ATM card and credit card. That made me laugh to tears. Sure, go ahead, steal my ATM card and credit card, fuckers. Won't do you any good! My credit card has been maxed out for months and i'm $113 in the red for my bank account! God damn idiots! Did they think that I would just leave those cards laying on my top shelf if I were able to use them?!?!
Well, today, about a half hour ago, I come into my apartment....and my radio is gone. I'm all "WHAT THE FUCK?!?! I EVEN LOCKED THE FUCKING DEADBOLT!!!"
Turns out the fuckers rigged my bedroom window and have been coming in through there. Either they were close to getting caught last night or wanted me to know how they came in here, cause my window was still open. Screen removed and everything. I can't lock my window now, I'll have to bar it. But what pissed me off about this was they stole a $15 dollar radio!
What...the...fuck?
I mean, yeah, I'm pissed my shit just got ripped off, because that radio was a Christmas 2000 gift - granted, it was a shitty ass radio and I could use another one...but regardless.
I have unattended furniture sitting in my apartment. I have a computer in plain sight, sitting on my table. I have a couple of pairs of shoes that are worth over $200. AND THEY STEAL THE CHEAPEST ITEM IN THE HOUSE?!?!? YOU CAN'T GET SHIT FOR THAT RADIO!!!!
I'm guessing that whoever has been coming in here has been watching my apartment for a while. They have to have been, or else they wouldn't know that I haven't been here at night over the past week. They know I live alone, most likely. I have no idea what else to think, other than I have to talk to managment after this and figure out a way to get the rest of my stuff that I want out of here tonight. I am NOT leaving my clothes or computer here overnight for one more night. If those assholes wanna steal any more of my items, they're more than welcome to - at least the shit will be out of my hands finally.
And it'll figure if it's more than one person involved and they're Mexican. I'm not even *remotely* racist, but that's all there is around my apartment is immigrants and ever since I moved in here, most of them have been watching me. I don't know if it's because I'm the only white girl in our section of the complex, or whatever.
But whatever, I'll catch them and when I do, I'm feeding their dick (or tits, if there are women involved) to rabid dogs.
Or rather, what the hell is wrong with the people around my complex?!?
Last Monday, I came home around 9 pm to find my purse open and on my loveseat. I had left it on the little table sitting next to the couch. One of the pockets on the front flap was unsnapped and there's this little clasp that's on my purse for looks - that was undone. My makeup was all over the place. My closet doors were open, some old Hot Topic bags were skittered around my table, work shirts moved, bills and stuff next to my comp all askew. Someone was in my apartment, looking for something. What, I dunno. They took the time to go through a pack of pictures I took at last year's B.F.D. (radio festival). That part right there freaked me the hell out. I had no idea how they got in here...but it pissed me the hell off, too.
The next day, I come to find out that whoever came in here took some cards of mine - a Waldenbooks membership card (expired), my Satay House card, and both my ATM card and credit card. That made me laugh to tears. Sure, go ahead, steal my ATM card and credit card, fuckers. Won't do you any good! My credit card has been maxed out for months and i'm $113 in the red for my bank account! God damn idiots! Did they think that I would just leave those cards laying on my top shelf if I were able to use them?!?!
Well, today, about a half hour ago, I come into my apartment....and my radio is gone. I'm all "WHAT THE FUCK?!?! I EVEN LOCKED THE FUCKING DEADBOLT!!!"
Turns out the fuckers rigged my bedroom window and have been coming in through there. Either they were close to getting caught last night or wanted me to know how they came in here, cause my window was still open. Screen removed and everything. I can't lock my window now, I'll have to bar it. But what pissed me off about this was they stole a $15 dollar radio!
What...the...fuck?
I mean, yeah, I'm pissed my shit just got ripped off, because that radio was a Christmas 2000 gift - granted, it was a shitty ass radio and I could use another one...but regardless.
I have unattended furniture sitting in my apartment. I have a computer in plain sight, sitting on my table. I have a couple of pairs of shoes that are worth over $200. AND THEY STEAL THE CHEAPEST ITEM IN THE HOUSE?!?!? YOU CAN'T GET SHIT FOR THAT RADIO!!!!
I'm guessing that whoever has been coming in here has been watching my apartment for a while. They have to have been, or else they wouldn't know that I haven't been here at night over the past week. They know I live alone, most likely. I have no idea what else to think, other than I have to talk to managment after this and figure out a way to get the rest of my stuff that I want out of here tonight. I am NOT leaving my clothes or computer here overnight for one more night. If those assholes wanna steal any more of my items, they're more than welcome to - at least the shit will be out of my hands finally.
And it'll figure if it's more than one person involved and they're Mexican. I'm not even *remotely* racist, but that's all there is around my apartment is immigrants and ever since I moved in here, most of them have been watching me. I don't know if it's because I'm the only white girl in our section of the complex, or whatever.
But whatever, I'll catch them and when I do, I'm feeding their dick (or tits, if there are women involved) to rabid dogs.
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i know how it is with afi it's hard when a band gets popular all of a sudden,and changes the way they look and sound, and now because davey wear's some black eyeliner and lipstick everyone want's to say he's gay and thats stupid so i understand why you snaped, i would have to..
anyways keep loving afi. sorry to hear somone broke into your house..
-love and razorblades
[Edited on Apr 14, 2004 12:31AM]