So it's another day of work, i go to the train station, F comes, I rush to catch it, caught it. It's rush hour so it's crowded, put my earphones in, whatever. One song ends, with broken wings "My August" starts, and I'm thinking "hmm, do I want to hear this now?" sure, 10 seconds into the song, it stops, I thought the music skipped which sometimes it does. 3 seconds later, no music, wtf? I pull my ipod from my earphones to find nothing on the end, okaaaaay. look through my bag, no iPod? look on the floor, no iPod? search my bag frantically, no fuckin' ipod? then my stuff falls out from the side og my bag?? And then I noticed someone sliced my bag open and took my iPod.
Are you fucking serious. Cutting my damn bag for a fucking iPod. And this probably happened within a few minutes. And I felt nothing, usually, you feel something when your stuff is being touched. And I'm careful with my shit, sometimes paranoid. I wasn't falling asleep or sitting down, straight up standing in a crowded subway cart.
After I noticed the tear, I asked people if they saw anything, nope, nothing. Wow. I reported it to the transit bureau later. I don't expect to get it back but just to report it. Maybe it's happen before, maybe there's a chain, maybe. Doubtful they'd sell it, I dunno how many people would like an iPod with ".misswang." engraved on it. wait....maybe that creepy she-male who tried to impersonate me on myspace a while back, hah......ughh.
SKEEVY. Look out for lurkers. Be safe. Don't use the white earphones. R.I.P. to my dear iPod. >=O
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