Petty Fuckers!

SO-- here I am again, the scene of the crime. The place I call my second home. The place where I get free cappuccinos & endless hours of free Internet usage. I get to gossip w/cool friends & make new ones. Many memories have been made here. It's not just a Internet cafe...it's a social scene. And too be honest, it's hard to be back. On last Thurs. while I was surfing & checking my email, my purse got stolen! But that's not even the worse part. The worse part is...the fuckers took off with a LOAD OF MY GOODS! I mean, they MADE OUT! I felt like such an idiot! See, the thing is, I know how bad petty theft is in London. I've seen muggers actually make off with someones bag. I've heard all the stories. I know so many people who have had their bags taken. It happens, I know that. So I'm really, really anal about where I keep my purse. But they got me this time! They had to tag-teamed me to do it too! I was sitting in my fave spot ( a corner space) and I had my little backpack in the corner (which I normally wear on me while I'm there but took off bc it was so hot that day) and there would be no way anyone could get to it bc there is a long wall there & it's in my view by my feet. So there I am minding my own business and listening to my new cd. Some chick comes up to me from the left side and taps on my shoulder. I take off my ear phones & I turn to the left to look at her and she asks some stupid question..."Um, are you using the Internet?" I said..." Yeah, why?" And I'm literally thinking : Isn't everyone? You dumb fuck. It's an Internet cafe! Well, guess who the dumb fuck really is? Yup, while she was asking me the stupidest question, someone was on my right side slipping my bag out from under me. That was the only way they could have taken it. I remember that girl's face too! I could kill her if I ever see her on the street! Okay here's the fun part. Let me tell you what was in my little bag of fun.... £200 = $400 buckos, Ipod (my baby-ugh!), digi camera, 5 cds, bank card, credit card, keys to the cafe, make-up bag from Italy...etc yeah, like I said they made out - good! Fuck! I was depressed all freaken weekend. Esp bc I won't be going to Amsterdam this weekend after all. Now, I normally don't walk around with all that. Esp the cash but I had rent to pay and they only take cash. Plus I was going to buy my tix to Amsterdam. I walked home all sad...with only my stupid mobile and the new cd I bought. Why didn't I buy more cds that day!?? I remember that bitch's face too. If I ever see her on the street again.... I will so kick her ass! The good news is I took my passport out the day before! THANK GOD! Everyone has been really kind too. My boss advanced me rent. My landlord let me pay my rent late, offered me money & helped me with finding all the necessary numbers to call to cancel my cards. My friends offered me money and got me drunk! My Timmy cheered me up while I walked home all sad and depressed. I must have been a site to see! I was walking home in the middle of the night with only my stupid cd I bought a couple hours earlier all sad with my head down!

JUST IN: So I haven't checked my email bc I've been a little blue. Well I got an email from this Brass Company. Apparently they found my bag (along with 3 others that were stolen) in their rubbish bin Friday morning. Isn't that nice of them to contact me! All my stuff was recovered, except for the cash, ipod & camera. They left the bank cards & cds, surprisingly! Fuckers didn't like my taste of music, I guess. I'm feeling better too. I've finally made it back to the Internet Cafe (although I haven't made it to my fave spot yet) and I've been shopping around for a new pod! It was time for a new one anyway. Besides I want a Photo Pod!

I think it's time to go home. I feel emotionally drained!


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