Today seems to be a busy day for me!! Another police department called, and they had my wallet and keys. So we went down there to pick it up, and I just got back. They went through my entire wallet, and stole my La Senza card preferred customer card thingy, entitling me to a free bra. Bastards. But, in ever so redeeming nature, they took my birth control and stuck it in my wallet, that got turned into the police. Bless their hearts. They didn’t put in my glasses, or cell phone, but made sure the birth control was there. Apparently the assholes of the world are concerned about smart people breeding. Who knew??
What concerns me is that my apartment key was in the package, but had been taken off of the keyring. I asked the cops if they did this, but they said no. So that leads me to believe they possibly had a copy made?? Until very recently I dealt cards at a casino, and I had a really cool keychain with craps dice on it, which they also enjoyed, as the elected to keep it.
I have my dad’s OPP (Ontario Provincial Police) business card in my wallet, and I’m hoping they saw that and got a little bit scared.
Overall, I’m pretty happy though! I got a bunch of my crap back, and my SIN is back with me, and not being passed around a bunch of scumballs for their perusal.
I guess you’re not in the situation I was in 1999 when some assholes stole my purse. They got my driver’s license and house keys, so I was worried about them breaking into the house. Until I remembered that I rented a room from some people who had three Rottweilers…
Perhaps this is a stupid question, but why did you even bother replacing it?
You don’t need a SIN card for anything. You need to know your SIN itself, but it’s on every peice of mail Revenue Canada has ever sent you, your tax return itself, and probably a thousand other documents lying around your house. (I have mine memorized, but when I joined the Army you had to know it off by heart, as it was your ID number.) Why would you pay $10 to have a number you already know printed on a card that doesn’t do anything?
Seconded. My biggest fear would be that thieving assholes know where I live and have means to get in. Maybe a little paranoid, but as long as I’d have to get a new key anyway, might as well get a new lock as well.
Auto, I think the hating on the girlfriend is because she may have been in on it. They fled together. If she wasn’t in on it, she would have just sat and wondered why her companion suddenly got up and bolted out the door.
You know, I never really thought about it. It was just the thought process of, okay, what was taken, what needs to be replaced? I was just on a roll of replacing! I have mine memorized as well.
So, I just got back from my photo line-up. There were 10 pictures of guys, and I narrowed it down to two. At first I picked the better looking of the two guys that looked the same. But then I thought about it, and realized that if a guy that good looking sat down, I definitely would have noticed him. So I changed my answer, and I was more confident in this answer because he looked a little more Eastern European, which is what I thought the guy looked like.
So the police officer asked me how sure I was that this was the guy. Keep in mind he sat down for five minutes total before running away. And, my stupid Eyewitness Psychology class knowledge screwed with me a bit. Basically, really confident eyewitnesses are no more accurate that non-confident eyewitnesses, but more damning because police rely on their testimony much more heavily, and don’t continue to search for evidence. Plus, eyewitnesses aren’t the most accurate testimony in the world for identification, and very susceptible to suggestion. So, knowing all this, I wasn’t 100% sure. Plus, I don’t think I would ever be 100% sure. So they asked how sure I was, and I said 80%. They then told me that I had picked out the right guy, but because I wasn’t 100% sure, that they couldn’t go to his house and arrest him based on my accusations. However, my evidence was just more for a growing pile against this guy, and they were investigating him, so as soon as they had enough to arrest him, they would me calling me.
This is all pretty exciting, considering I only made the police report because of my SIN, so that I would have some paperwork in the event of identity theft.
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Today seems to be a busy day for me!! Another police department called, and they had my wallet and keys. So we went down there to pick it up, and I just got back. They went through my entire wallet, and stole my La Senza card preferred customer card thingy, entitling me to a free bra. Bastards. But, in ever so redeeming nature, they took my birth control and stuck it in my wallet,
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Stealing a purse is bad. Taking the Bra Card thingy is bad, but returning the birth control, well, that gets some points in my book.
I definitely find it interesting, however, I’m throwing it out. Even though it’s in packaging, I’m none too keen on taking medication that has been God knows where for a weekend.
I try to avoid anything that reeks of bra-burning feminazi but I’m so glad you said this! People like what they like and I don’t see why my toys are any more ridiculous than my boyfriend’s toys. He spends so much god damn money on computer garbage (to be fair he is a web start up guy) and he dabbles in playing music and this little hobby of his costs thousands of dollars in multiple guitars, a bass, a banjo, amps, various gear, and piles of recording equipment I don’t even know what it does. On top of all this he just spend over a thousand dollars on some INSANE papparazzi style digital camera he has only used so far to take hundreds of pictures of our dog.
Whenever it comes up that I spent 650 on a bag at Fendi its like the eyeroll heard across the planet. He says “oh my god it’s just a bag, at least a camera is a tool, it does something” That may be but if you think that I’ve carried this bag every day of my life for the past three years and he uses his fancy tool’s macro setting to take pictures of his pores to see whats in there, I think I win that round. Divide the cost by number of uses and that bag is way under a dollar a day. Sure it’s not my only bag but the camera is not his only toy. He pulls that music equipment out of the crawl space once every few months to record our neighbors who do some sort of religious yoga chanting thing. I actually want to put a clip of it here to see if anyone knows what language it is or what they may be doing while chanting (it goes on for hours) I digress…
My condolences to the OP. You bought yourself a present and you were proud of it. I don’t think you’re overreacting. I would much rather wait in the DMV line than have my bag itself taken. I think you’re handling it very gracefully, OP. I’d be in the fetal position rocking back and forth weeping.
Actually, this seems more like it’s bra/purse/pretty thing worshipping, not burning! But yeah, I know what you mean. People like what they like, whether it’s purses or video games/camera equipment.
That is great! Purse is long gone, for sure. unless you spy it on the street!
dont give chase or get in a tug o purse :eek:
SOme thief in my area nicked a purse with cell phone inside. The lady and her husband called the police and while they were waiting they tracked the movements of the thief via the GPS phone inside the purse! For two or three days they monitored the situation and they actually tracked him to a motel, where they handed the investigation over to the police.
You gotta love stupid criminals eh? Unfortunately they turned off my cell phone as soon as they stole it. Which, incidentally, may lead to a new Pit thread; “Why does Bell Canada hate it’s customers so much?”
They’ve given me nothing but hassle.
Why would anyone in the history of the human race ask something like this? That is a very sick, demented, abusive, and predatory question.
We spent five weeks in a special apartment granted to us within the neonatal unit ICU at Children’s Hospital Boston. One morning, a nurse woke up and simply said to start making phone calls and I knew what she meant. The death throes lasted about 16 hours and she was in my arms when they declared time of death. I had a decision to make about when to hand her over and I lasted about 10 minutes with a dead daughter in my arms before everything was gone now and forever.
We knew the approximate volume of her ashes so we went out and bought this little hollow bear and it didn’t cost much. Two days later, I got a call from a very kind funeral director to come pick up the ashes. I went by myself and got four very small zip-lock bags that I laid on the seat next to me in the car. When I got home, we put them in the bear and it sits in a special place in the bedroom now along with some photos when she was alive.
Both the bear and the ashes are an abstract reminder of our daughter and neither is more important than the other. Ashes are only symbolic after all. I would be destroyed if either was taken away. Lots of people have something that means the world to them even if it doesn’t sound that way in a newspaper blurb or isn’t worth much money. That is why it isn’t nice to criticize people for getting upset when something important to them gets taken away no matter the price or the relative value to the person making the judgement.
