An Open Letter to the Thief who stole my Nokia 2600 Classic AT&T Cell Phone and Worn-Out River Ridge Personal Organizer - Timeline

Dear mystery thief or thieves,

Hello. I don't know you, but I just want to get this out of my chest and tell you of a story since I'm feeling a lot of stress that I've experienced recently because of personal major events.

The week of Memorial Day 2014 was a hellish one. But it wasn't like that at first.
-On Monday, May 26, 2014 I had a good Memorial Day, and I just relaxed and enjoyed myself since I'm a computer nerd.  It was quite a normal day too.

-The next day after that, on May 28, 2014 was an infamous day when all hell personally broke loose for me. I was about to go back to the library. After I transferred to the Blue Route bus, my Polaroid tablet's battery had already gone bad and it was already out of power. I still had a Rayovac USB battery pack to charge it on the go, but to do that I had to take out my organizer that had my cell phone and my other items to get it. This was during a heat wave and since I was almost back home, I had to hurry and put my things up. When I got home, mom demanded why I didn't pick up my phone, and I told her it was out of power. She said, "that ain't no excuse!" When I looked in my green bag that housed the organizer and cell phone that's when it hit me like a ton of bricks that broke my now-dropped broken jaw. THEY'RE GONE!!! MY ORGANIZER AND CELL PHONE ARE GONE!!! I was in severe panic mode as I checked all my bags and tore through my room to find it.

-On May 29, 2014, I got on the bus to retrace my steps, asking the Blue Route bus drivers if they've seen my organizer and cell phone. They said that they didn't and they would check the buses when they finished their runs for the day. I called the same main bus headquarters and told them of the situation. Same thing! They reported nothing!

-On May 30, tired and sweaty, I had stayed home to take a break from searching for my missing cell phone and organizer. However, I had looked up online about what to do when something was stolen from me, and one of them was filing a police report. There was a lot of family members over that could drive anyone, including myself, insane. It was a bad time, but I had no choice. I called the police and described the situation. They told me that they were going to send a dispatch in a few minutes. After I got my dinner, they came. I told them of what happened, showed them my ID, described what was inside my cell phone and organizer, and I even showed them a copy of my card-sized diploma since another copy was inside and could help in identification of who the stolen cell phone and organizer belonged to. I was given a copy of two parts of the police report (one of them I signed). After that, they left, I told mom of what happened and I put the police reports in my box of important items.

-A few days later when I was going home I noticed that there was a blue bag in front where the lost and found items were, and I asked the bus driver if it belonged to someone. I had a distinct hunch that it might have my stolen organizer and cell phone based on the shape that I recognize. They said that I couldn't have it yet and that they would check what the contents of the bag are when they get back to the main bus station headquarters. Another day later they said that the bag didn't have it in there.

-On June 10, 2014 I received a call from the police station that they're sending an email about the lost cell phone and organizer to the main bus transit headquarters. I waited patiently for results.

-On June 16, 2014 I called my lost phone, and, you're not going to believe this,  luckily my phone was ringing! IT WAS RINGING! MY PHONE AND ORGANIZER IS STILL SAFE!!! However, 3 times someone picked up only to hang it up seconds later as though they didn't want to talk at all, as though they didn't want to return the phone back. The first time they picked up I heard the faint laughter of kids playing.  The second time they just hung up. The third time was the same, but what really pissed me off and made me confirm that they're both stolen was that when I tried to call the fourth time, there was no ring. It only led straight to an answering machine for the subsequent calls! They had either turned off the phone or took the goddamn battery out!  Had to call the police though there was an answering machine.
-On June 19, 2014, when I got back to mom's place at around 6:30PM after one of the buses broke down and we had to get an emergency bus because of the heat wave that killed the engines, one of my older sisters was already there, and she and mom WERE ALREADY DEACTIVATING THE PHONE!!! GODDAMNIT NO!!!! THEY JUST CUT OFF ONE OF THE LEADS FOR THE POLICE TO FOLLOW IN RETRIEVING MY FUCKING CELL PHONE AND ORGANIZER!!! I was...well if I said I was a "little miffed" that would either be an understatement, or I would be lying. God damn it...

-On Monday, June 30, 2014 it was hot, but after I bathed, I got on the bus to the AT&T retail store near the medical hospitals on the road to a high school I attended. I stopped at the middle of a gas pump convenience store Expressway at the bus stop. Walked all the way to the AT&T retail store and tried to get someone to help me on my stolen cell phone, because from the phone call that I made to them yesterday that they told me where to go to get help in tracking down my phone. I went there hot and sweaty from walking all the way from the missed bus stop, and it was all for nothing as they told me that they don't track phones, especially stolen ones! But they told me of the corporate retail store. The small AT&T retail store couldn't help me at all! That's one lead down. Walked all the way to the closest bus stop although it was still a long walk.

-On Tuesday, July 1, 2014 Another hot day and this time I got to the AT&T corporate store near Dick's Sporting Goods as another lead. Unfortunately, and sadly they said the same thing. They can block or suspend my phone, but they can't track it either. I was so pissed and sweating hot that I had an extremely angry "The Reason You Suck" speech fermenting and boiling inside me for the bastards who stole it from the bus! I was so fucking hot, sweaty and VERY pissed off that I was breathing short breaths as I walked to Hardee's and ordered only curly fries, a strawberry milkshake and 2 cookies. Called the Patrol Dept. with the papers that I brought with me but the captains weren't there again, so I left them a voice message of my update and desperation. I'll have to contact the FCC about this. First i'll have to aim straight for the top and contact the AT&T National Headquarters later on this month, and if even THEY can't help me track down my stolen cell phone, I'll have to formally request an investigation and pull out all the stops, including calling the FCC and even hiring a detective. (Sadly I didn't get a chance to do so since I was preoccupied with other things many days later.)

-On July 6, 2014 I had a few regrets. Maybe I should've been a bit more forceful and loudly vocal over the phone when the person who picked up my phone hung up repeatedly without talking to me or planning on returning my cell phone and organizer. I should've screamed "DON'T YOU HANG UP ON ME!!!" or "THAT'S MY CELL PHONE YOU'VE STOLEN!!!"

-On July 7, 2014 my mind was riddled with so much sealed-up anger that this was in my mind: "I FUCKING SWEAR, THAT I HOPE A LOT OF MISFORTUNE AND SUFFERING BEFALLS THOSE WHO FUCKING GRABBED MY CELL PHONE WITH MY GRANDFATHER ON HIS DEATHBED AND MY ORGANIZER/WALLET WITH MY CARDS, MY MONEY, EVERYTHING A THOUSAND...NO...A HUNDRED THOUSAND TIMES OVER! IF MY ORGANIZER'S ITEMS ARE DISCARDED AND MY CELL PHONE PICTURES ARE DELETED JUST TO MAKE A QUICK BUCK, MY HUMANITY ENDS THERE! NO FAITH! NO TRUST! NO HOPE! NO FORGIVENESS!!"

-On July 8, 2014 -Mom reminded me to call and cancel my old food stamp card and get a new one. So I did. Also called the police station for two police captains. But one of them was out until tomorrow. So I have to get there tomorrow even though the secretary there told me they were there today.

On July 9, 2014 I've had enough of waiting! I can't wait around for the police to do their job and find the bastards who snatched my organizer and cell phone inside! It was hot, and I was still seething with inner rage of my cell phone and organizer being stolen AND the slow rate it took for the police to investigate the theft and who took it (believe me, I was having short breaths from the heat and the angry rage that was boiling inside me just like at the AT&T corporate retail store!), but I had to get to the police station through the Blue Route bus first, and then the Gold Route. However, when the bus stopped at somewhere far from where I originally wanted to stop, I had to walk all the way to the police station and after a few minutes I asked one of the captains if he had the surveillance footage of May 28, 2014. He referred me to of the sergeants of the police station assigned to my case, and he even gave me his phone number. The bad news is that he's only available at night, so i'll have to get there on Friday night or call him. I'll have to leave at 9PM to get there. But goddamn it, since the bastards who stole my cell phone and organizer didn't want to cooperate, since they didn't want to talk to me, since they hung up on me and set a possible bad example with the kids they had, since they picked up my calls but hung up 3 times without even saying "hello" and turned off my phone on the third call, THEY FORCED MY HAND!!!!

-On July 11, 2014 I called the dispatch station for the police department, but I couldn't contact the sargeant, only I had to leave a message. Still, I couldn't wait any longer. I walked to the city downtown at 9PM towards the police station at night. The temperature cooled down a little, but I was still sweating and my breaths were still getting short from the anger bubbling and boiling inside me. "The thieves don't want to do the right thing? They wanted to play rough? They forced my hand!" That was on my mind the whole time as I walked to the police station. The moon, covered by the clouds yet shining brightly, shone beautifully as I walked. When I got there, almost all the doors were locked. Called the number on my older cell phone that I still had that was already dialed days ago while outside the police station requesting the sargeant, and they sent him out to meet me. I told him everything and gave him all the info. I waited inside as I looked at the past police chiefs and learned about their past. I also read about other police offers who were killed in the line of duty. He came back and he told me that the main bus headquarters might not have read the first email and he sent a second one, and this time I gave him my IMEI number. He doesn't know why, but he thought that they weren't going to respond due to laziness on their part, but he said that they'd keep trying. Walked to the park that had a cool color-changing fountain for the first time to take a break and relax.

-On July 23, 2014 I found an abandoned, broken cell phone that had a microSD card inside it. Apparently I wasn't the only one who lost something. It looked like it was out in the sun too long. The back of the phone was missing and the battery was there and it's working, but it wouldn't matter since the screen was too cracked and broken beyond recognition. I was learning how it worked though while I waited for the bus. When it came and I went back to mom's place, now with electricity, I had to find out who it belonged to, so I had to take out the microSD card that was in it and cross-examined it on my new DigiPad Android tablet PC. (The first one was so short-circuited by a bad extension cord when I charged it up that the battery started to swell up and almost break the tablet. It was about to split in half but the screen was still intact. I didn't want to use it anymore because the battery might explode on me, but I backed everything up on it just to be on the safe side. Tried to take it to a store that not only repairs cell phones, but tablets as well. They said it would cost more to replace the battery than to replace the tablet itself. Best Buy said the same thing AND I didn't have any Geek Squad protection for it since I got it as a Christmas gift at another store.) I found out from my tablet PC 2.0 that there were a lot of videos, audio, text and other files inside, and that I saw the owner who it belonged to. So just before I was about to turn it in to the police the next day, I backed up every file that was in there for safekeeping on the desktop PC in case I see the owner again.

-On July 24, 2014 it was very late, but I left at 4PM to get to the Green Route bus to get to the main bus headquarters to get to the main bus supervisor, but he wasn't there. Instead, there was a female black bus driver holding the place down. It was the very first time I went there myself. I

-On July 25, 2014 I walked downtown to the police station for the second time at 9PM hoping to see the sargeant again on his night shift about the broken and abandoned cell phone, but when I got to the police station and found the right area to enter, the door was already locked. Someone showed me a button to contact the police still inside. I pressed it and told someone inside about the phone. I told them I needed to see the sargeant, but he was off duty and was going to be there the next day in the morning. I was let in. There was an older white policewoman on the desk as a secretary, and I showed her the broken phone along with all the information I jotted down. She had someone copy it and I was given the original notes back, and I gave my name, address and phone number before I left. I asked if there was anything else I could do, and they politely told me no, so I left.

On July 28, 2014 I checked the phones to see if the police called back, and apparently, they did. I missed TWO of their phone calls at mom's house while I was there. It was on July 25, 2014 at 10:23AM and 3:24PM. Next

-On July 30, 2014 -Got to the police station because of the missed phone calls; showed the police reports to a female white police officer much and told her of the broken LG phone that I turned in. Later they sent Sargeant Christopher Aman and I'm glad that I missed the phone calls, because he told me that the message that I got from the missed phone calls was that, sadly, THE GODDAMN BUS TRANSIT DIDNT' HAVE THE VIDEO EVIDENCE OF THE FUCKING THEFT!!! IT WAS MY FINAL LEAD TOO!!! THE BUS TRANSIT AND AT&T ARE FUCKING USELESS!!! I CAN'T TRUST ANY CELL PHONE CARRIER OR BUS TRANSIT EVEN WITH THEIR SURVEILLANCE EQUIPMENT!!! WHAT GOOD IS THE FUCKING SURVEILLANCE EQUIPMENT IF THEY WON'T CATCH THE FUCKING CRIME??? WHAT A FUCKING WASTE OF TAXPAYERS' MONEY FOR A FUCKING SCAM OF A JOKE! Looks like I really am on my own after all! I was so devastated I felt anger, sadness and depression at once from being stunned by the bad news, and even worse in the heat wave while waiting for the bus!
So that's it then. Game over. No more eating out at restaurants, no more giving money to charity, no more fun stuff, no more faith in humanity, no more of it all.
I ultimately felt betrayed by the bus transit and AT&T even after doing my damn best as a DIY detective helping the police out and doing my part.

-On August 2, 2014, there was nothing else I could do but to go back home. Mom almost ran a clueless kid over while we were on the road but slammed the brakes. THAT STUPID MALE KID COULD'VE BEEN RAN OVER AND KILLED, THAT DUMBASS BRAT!


NEW UPDATE!

-On August 13, 2014 I decided to check on my new food stamp card. Still only $0.02 cents. Just then, I remembered that there was an unauthorized usage of my card when I previously listened to the transactions that occurred when I first got my replacement card. I made an account later that night though the website ucard.chase.com was slow and unresponsive with messages such as "the specified URL cannot be found" when I logged in. Eventually, my account is completed and found out that it was confirmed that someone DID commit a food stamp fraud against me! SOMEONE USED MY OWN FOOD STAMP CARD THAT WAS STOLEN FROM ME ALONG WITH MY CELL PHONE AND PERSONAL ORGANIZER WITHOUT MY FUCKING PERMISSION AND GOT MY PIN NUMBER!!! Called A Certain Inexpensive Retail Store That Isn't Dollar Tree or Dollar General, the store where the crime of fraud took place, and the manager wasn't there. Talked to the cashier there and was told he wasn't there, and that to call at 9AM.


-Sadly, on October 14, 2014, the most devastating news that I received from A Certain Inexpensive Retail Store That Isn't Dollar Tree or Dollar General was the most depressing of all. A Certain Inexpensive Retail Store That Isn't Dollar Tree or Dollar General, my last hope whose manager said that they permanently keep their video surveillance footage, now told me that the evidence was...overwritten and deleted. I reacted with shock and horror, and I was completely incredulous. Now i'll never know who the mystery perpetrator is, and this proves that there's no such thing as justice. There's no justice at all in this godforsaken joke of a fucking planet. Justice is a lie, a sham, a fake, and it belongs with the likes of Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny!
At 7:06 AM October 15, 2014, I was crying for real. I was actually crying because not only will I never see my grandfather again, not only because memories that I had in my cell phone were possibly deleted and gone forever, INCLUDING MY GRANDFATHER ON HIS DEATHBED AND I STOOD BY HIM DURING HIS FINAL DAYS, but that someone as callous, as heartless, as soulless as you would not return one's irreplaceable, sentimental and priceless memories back; memories that never belonged to you in the first place! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU, YOU FUCKING BITCH OR SON OF A FUCKING BITCH!!! HOW FUCKING COULD YOU!!!!

-On October 29, 2014, just as I was on the bus getting back home, I noticed that SOMEONE ELSE had forgotten what's valuable to them. In this case, it's a black type of wallet. It was on the front of the bus near the bus driver! But when the bus pulled up to the transfer point, the original owner got his wallet back! GODDAMNIT, WHAT THE GODDAMN FUCK??!! This not only burned me up on the inside, but it made the right side of my lower teeth hurt even MORE. My teeth were already in pain from the stress of having the slimy, no-good underhanded opportunistic thief steal my valuable items and use my food stamp card as though it was the inhuman bastard's own, but now THIS??!! Hell, even while I was busy backtracking and doing my own detective work months ago when it was freshly stolen, someone else lost HIS OR HER cell phone! A young Spanish-speaking Latino girl turned it in to the bus driver and minutes later, the victim came back onto the bus and asked for it back!!!

Seriously, these types of things make me WANT to see a nuclear holocaust happen! It's things like these that make me want to cheer on civilization's apocalyptic downfall and dance on the smoldering ashes of its ruins!

On December 5, 2014, mom told me she also lost her phone, but in this case, she was lucky. She left it at a car rental place. I called it and the person who answered said that he can return the phone back! I even offered a reward, but my mom and older sister told me that since it screwed mom over for 2 days, they don't deserve the reward money. I rode with my older sister and she got it back after a meeting I had earlier today. HER phone was returned back safe and sound, WHILE MINE IS STILL CONSIDERED FUCKING STOLEN!!!


To those who say that (real) men don't cry, you're just as cold-hearted and as cold-blooded as the goddamn thieves who committed the unforgiveable crime!

To be continued with how I really felt in part 2 below.

An Open Letter to the Thief who stole my Nokia 2600 Classic AT&T Cell Phone and Worn-Out River Ridge Personal Organizer - How I Felt

Now that you've read about what happened, I got a lot, and I want to emphasize, A LOT of choice, select words for not only you and others like you, but for AT&T, the main bus transit headquarters and A Certain Inexpensive Retail Store That Isn't Dollar Tree or Dollar General who stabbed me in the back and snapped the knife off from the handle.

I just wanted to say that ever since my school life I was a nice guy. I had to obey every rule, but it was difficult. Especially when other kids were getting me in trouble and horseplaying around. School life was hell for me. It was pure, insane hell.  I wanted to fight back and get back at those who made my school life a living hell in elementary, middle and high school, but I couldn't do so without getting myself in trouble, which happened multiple times. I was yelled at, ridiculed, made fun of, mocked, bullied and harassed, but I had to suck it up because I had to obey the school rules and be a quiet, somewhat nice guy. My home life was already hell enough having to deal with family members that drive me to the brink of funny farm-level insanity and I had to swallow my emotions otherwise I would get in trouble at home too.  My internet life was hell too as I had found myself fighting among other message board members and wanting to release that pent-up anger, only to be banned from many areas online. Even my love life was hell. I used to have a girlfriend on the internet, but because of unfortunate circumstances on my part because of an argument I had, we broke up horribly. I regretted even expressing my anger back then and settled for being somewhat of a cold-hearted and cold-blooded stoic with his emotions all suppressed inside to keep from being released. But now that both my cell phone AND organizer are stolen in an act of larceny on a bus that couldn't even provide surveillance video evidence until it was probably overwritten or deleted, you crossed one of the line that should never be crossed, and busted open a Pandora's Box of which you and others like you have opened.

(oh my god I'm starting to have a fucking headache...)

About the personal organizer and the cell phone that you stole, let me tell you something about them.

My River Ridge personal organizer that also acts as both a wallet and a planner that had my Social Security card that I need to move to a new place to live in if and when a suitable spot opens up. It had my healthcare and Medicaid cards that I needed for medical purposes since I have high blood pressure and high cholesterol. It had my bank envelopes used for sorting out money in its rightful place for safekeeping and organizing. It had a bit of cash that I had earned doing small things at mom's house. It had gift cards that I wanted to reload with cash; most of them were from Best Buy! It had my discount cards that I need for select stores that I've already signed up for. It had my card-sized diploma of the high school I graduated from. It had a blue ticket from a field trip from out of state years ago, and it had stamps that I wanted to use for sending money to various charities at a certain point in time, perhaps right around Christmas. Charities that, regrettably, I'm not going to donate to anymore charities because you and your kind refused to do the right thing and return back what you stole in the first place! The guilty parties delayed helping law enforcement when the situation called for it until it was too late to do anything about it! If any starving, poor or orphan kids go hungry without any Thanksgiving dinner, if they don't get any gifts of money or toys on Christmas day, or if veteran soldiers can't get the help they need, blame the inhuman thieves, NOT me!

My Nokia 2600 Classic cell phone from AT&T has irreplaceable, pictures that can never be replaced at all with a new phone! Inside were pictures of my late grandfather who was on his deathbed and I stood by him during his final days. I loved him and I had great respect for him. He was one of Milliken's great truckers and he did a great country a service with his job. He died 3 years ago in 2011, and I was quietly in tears at his funeral!
Also inside are pictures of 2 of my pet cats, one who loved me very much and I treated it well, and even slept close to me when I felt alone. I also had been doing some experimentation into culinary cooking even though it was about making pizzas as practice and testing out original recipes. That phone, along with my personal organiizer/wallet/planner was my life, and you took it away from me! Granted it was a heat wave and I made mistakes along the way that contributed to this chain of events. I am clumsy. I am scatterbrained. I can't even think straight in the heat, and I can't think straight with people who stress me out. But you forgot one thing: I am a human! Even I make mistakes! But the difference between you and me is this: I have a moral compass to do the right thing and fix my mistakes! I learn from my mistakes so that it never happens again! I do whatever it takes within whatever logic and reason to make things right! But you...you also made a mistake yet you never fixed it! As a matter of fact, what you did afterwards made me think that you really aren't human to begin with!

So let me ask you something, and be honest with me:

WHO THE FUCK DO YOU FUCKING THINK YOU FUCKING ARE, YOU FUCKING BASTARD OR BITCH???

HOW DARE YOU DISGRACE AND DISHONOR TRUCKERS EVERYWHERE AROUND THE WORLD??? THEY DO WHAT THEY DO TO DELIVER FOOD AND GOODS TO THE SHELVES OF THE STORES THAT YOU SHOP AT, AND YOU TAKING THE CELL PHONE OF A TRUCKER'S GRANDSON, YOU DON'T DESERVE TO EVEN SPEND YOUR MONEY AT ANY STORE!!!

HOW DARE YOU DISHONOR AND DISGRACE NOT ONLY MY GRANDFATHER, BUT YOUR OWN? IN FACT, HOW DARE YOU DISHONOR ALL GRANDFATHERS AROUND THE WORLD!! YOU WERE BORN FROM YOUR FATHER, AND IN TURN HE WAS BORN FROM A FATHER OF HIS OWN!!! I ALREADY HAVE A FEELING THAT BECAUSE OF YOUR REFUSAL TO DO THE RIGHT THING HE'S TURNING IN HIS GRAVE SO MUCH THAT HE'S STARTING TO GET INSOMNIA! NO WONDER THERE ARE SO MANY ZOMBIES IN MOVIES AND FICTION, BECAUSE THEY COULDN'T GET A ETERNITY'S REST BECAUSE OF WHAT THE LIVING HAVE DONE THAT UPSET THEM IN THE FIRST PLACE!! IN THE REAL WORLD, YOUR GRANDFATHER FEELS SUCH SHAME AND DISGRACE THAT HE'S STARTING TO REGRET THE ACTIONS THAT BROUGHT YOU INTO THIS WORLD AND HE'S SAYING TO HIMSELF "I'm sorry I didn't teach my son or grandson/daughter or granddaughter morals or responsibility! I'm sorry I didn't raise them up right! I'm sorry I didn't teach them right or wrong, or to even do the right thing!" You shamed not only your grandfather, but also your entire family, your ancestors and descendants! You failed to do the right thing, and now you brought nothing but shame and disgrace to your family name!!

HOW DARE YOU CONTINUE TO ROAM FREE, AND ESCAPE JUSTICE WITH ANOTHER PERSON'S PROPERTY THAT DOESN'T BELONG TO YOU AND SLEEP AT NIGHT LIKE IT'S NO BIG DEAL??? Psychopaths and sociopaths do that!

HOW DARE YOU CONTINUE TO EXIST IN THIS LIFE KNOWING WHAT YOU DID WITHOUT REALIZING THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR ACTIONS???

HOW DARE YOU EVEN SLEEP AT NIGHT WITH THE KNOWLEDGE OF WHAT YOU DID AND PRETEND THAT IT DIDN'T HAPPEN???

HOW DARE YOU CONTINUE TO LIVE FREE WHILE OTHER PEOPLE WHOM YOU STOLE FROM ARE SUFFERING THE PAIN OF THEIR LOSS???

HOW DARE YOU, YOU SAD, PITIFUL MISSHAPEN SORRY EXCUSE FOR A SPECIES THAT YOU DON'T BELONG TO!!!

Overall, HOW FUCKING DARE YOU!!!

ARE YOU EVEN HUMAN?? DO YOU EVEN HAVE A CONSCIENCE?? DO YOU EVEN HAVE A SOUL?? If you did, you would've done the right thing and did one of two things: One is to make a phone call to me, my relatives or someone else who knows who I am with any one of the phone numbers on the cell phone that you unjustly stole from me and let us know that you have my organizer and phone, and meet me or them in a neutral location to return it for a reasonable reward. The other is to turn over the personal organizer and cell phone that you stole with larceny either to the police! If you had did either one, maybe I would've given you a reward for your honesty! (But since you refused to do so, you will NEVER GET ONE GODDAMN CENT FROM ME!!!) If you were a real human you'd feel regret and shame for what you did and did the right thing by turning the lost property over to the police! But you wouldn't do that on account of the fear of the punishment you would face! You refused to do the moral and right thing, and not only does that make you a true coward that people hate, but it's one of the reasons why the world is going to hell in a handbasket to begin with, and you're the Easter Bunny equivalent of spreading such misery! You refused to do the right thing by ignoring the call of the owner of the stolen property and went above and beyond criminal cowardice in disabling the means to communicate to the owner, remaining anonymous and evading the law! IT'S YOU AND CRIMINALS LIKE YOU THAT ARE THE REASON WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS IN THIS FUCKING JOKE OF A LIFE! I REPEAT, YOU THIEVES ARE THE REASON WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS AT ALL! AS A MATTER OF FACT, WE AS HUMANS DON'T DESERVE NICE THINGS BECAUSE OF YOU AND THOSE JUST LIKE YOU!! YOU AND THIEVES LIKE YOU DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE AMONG CIVILIZATION, IF YOU CAN CALL IT THAT IN THIS ERA! YOU AND SCUMBAG THIEVES LIKE YOU DESERVE TO BE DEHUMANIZED!!!

I noticed when you first picked up the phone that you had children over. One, two or more kids that sounded like they were happily playing. HOW DARE YOU SET A VERY BAD EXAMPLE RIGHT WITHIN HEARING DISTANCE??? IF THEY'RE YOUR KIDS, YOU SHOULD'VE DONE THE RIGHT THING AND SET A GOOD EXAMPLE OF RIGHT AND WRONG INSTEAD OF BEING AN OPPORTUNISTIC ASSHOLE THIEF WHO REFUSES TO RETURN BACK WHAT YOU STOLE! AT THIS RATE, YOU DON'T DESERVE TO HAVE THEM! YOU'RE A HORRIBLE ROLE MODEL TO THEM AND YOU SHOULD BE CASTRATED AND NEUTERED LIKE THE DOG OR BITCH YOU ARE! Oh wait a minute, you are not a dog or bitch, because even THEY would NEVER sink to the level you have sunken into! Canines, especially dogs, are man's best friends, and even they have some worth unlike a scumbag coward like you! STILL, ONCE AGAIN YOU SET A VERY BAD EXAMPLE RIGHT WITHIN HEARING RANGE OF KIDS BY PICKING UP THE PHONE AND NOT EVEN RESPONDING TO A CALL THAT I'VE BEEN TRYING TO MAKE REGARDING THE CELL PHONE AND ORGANIZER YOU PICKED UP AND NOW STOLE FROM WITHOUT EVEN A SIMPLE "HELLO!", TWICE!  I TOOK THE INITIATIVE IN SAYING "HELLO" MYSELF WAITING TO GREET YOU, BUT LIKE THE ASSHOLE BASTARD OR BITCH THAT YOU ARE, YOU HUNG UP THE THIRD TIME AND SHUT OFF THE PHONE BY EITHER PRESSING THE POWER BUTTON OR TAKING OUT THE GODDAMN BATTERY WHEN I TRIED TO CALL YOU FOR THE FOURTH TIME!!!
YOU MOTHERFUCKING FUCKER, HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO MY OWN PHONE, YOU COCKSUCKING PIECE OF COCKROACH SHIT!!
IF YOU WERE CAUGHT AND AT&T PRESENTED EVIDENCE THROUGH THE AUDIO CALL LOGS THAT YOU DID THIS TRANSGRESSION, YOU DESERVE TO END UP LIKE KEVIN MITNICK: YOU SHOULD BE BANNED FROM ANY AND ALL FORMS OF TECHNOLOGY, ESPECIALLY THOSE RELATED TO COMMUNICATIONS!
YOU OUGHT TO BE ARRESTED FOR 1ST DEGREE LARCENY, CONSPIRACY TO DEPRIVE STOLEN PROPERTY FROM OWNER, POSSESSION OF STOLEN PROPERTY, CONCEALMENT OF EVIDENCE AND WILLFUL NEGLIGENCE OF RETURNING STOLEN PROPERTY TO ITS OWNER!
BETTER YET, AS I SAID, YOU'RE NOT FIT TO EVEN CALL YOURSELF A FATHER OR A MOTHER! YOU'RE NOT FIT TO BE A PARENT TO ANYONE ANYWHERE! YOU DESERVE TO BE BANNED FROM HAVING KIDS OR EVEN APPROACHING ONE! YOU DESERVE TO HAVE YOUR DOORS BLOWN AWAY BY THE POLICE AND YOUR KIDS FORCEFULLY TAKEN BY CHILD PROTECTIVE SERVICES WHILE LAW ENFORCEMENT HANDCUFFS YOU, SLAMS YOU TO THE GROUND, SMASHES THEIR BOOT TO YOUR THROAT AND HOLDS YOU AT GUNPOINT WHILE YOU'RE FORCED TO WATCH YOUR OWN KIDS RIGHTFULLY TAKEN AWAY FROM YOU FOREVER, AND YOU DESERVE TO BE NEUTERED AND CASTRATED IN ANY WAY TO PREVENT YOU FROM RAISING ANOTHER VERSION OF YOU THAT WILL FOLLOW IN YOUR CROOOKED FOOTSTEPS OF NOT DOING THE RIGHT THING WHEN THE SITUATION CALLS FOR IT!!! SIMPLY PUT, YOUR BLOODLINE NEEDS TO END FOREVER!!!

Normally I wouldn't support Gestapo-like actions, but in your case I'll make a much-needed exception!

People need those phones for multiple reasons! One to keep in contact with family and friends! Another in case of an emergency! Another to use the internet for different reasons such as paying bills, researching information or other personal reasons! Another is to listen to music to get hyped or calm down! Another to take pictures of precious, sentimental and irreplaceable moments or memories of their life with its built-in camera function that record audio and video! Another to keep boredom away by downloading and installing games to play for them to enjoy!
Yes I know that there are other pieces of technology in existence and other places that do what a cell phone does. Yes there are stores and other places to pay your bills. Yes there are desktop and laptop PCs, including tablet PCs to use the Internet and to do the above-listed reasons. Yes there are other media players like portable MP3 players, CD players, cassette tape players, and other music and video players. Yes there are cameras and camcorders that can now take memory cards as a data storage form. Yes there are video game consoles, even the handheld ones! But that doesn't change the fact that for some people, their cell phone is their life! It's their high-tech communication version of the Swiss Army Knife. It's their way of communicating with others in case people get lost in the woods, in the desert, in a part of a city or town, or anywhere they're not familiar with, and they might not even be close to a payphone or don't have enough money to afford to make a call on it!
By stealing other people's cell phones you deprive them of the one tool they need to have contact with someone close to them like family or friends, to get help from the authorities or for other necessities! Not to mention the fact that if the cell phone that people buy is expensive, you stole the money they earned out of their pockets as well and that they have to shell out more money to get it! It doesn't matter if it's a smartphone with bells and whistles or a regular phone that does basic functions ("dumbphone"), if you wanted a goddamn phone so goddamn bad, GET A FUCKING JOB OR EVEN SAVE YOUR MONEY TO EARN ONE INSTEAD OF STEALING SOMEONE ELSE'S PHONE! EVEN A PART TIME JOB CAN EARN YOU ENOUGH MONEY FOR EVEN A BASIC PREPAID PHONE THAT EVEN THE POOREST OF THE POOR CAN AFFORD!!! SOME OF THEM EVEN COST $20 DOLLARS! SOME EVEN COST $5 DOLLARS! IF YOU CAN'T EVEN AFFORD THAT, YOU HAVE NO BUSINESS EVEN BEING AROUND CELL PHONES TO BEGIN WITH AND YOU SHOULD JUST STICK TO NON-ELECTRIC WAYS OF COMMUNICATING LIKE POSTAL SNAIL MAIL!!

If you had to steal money from both my worn-down and ragged personal organizer AND my food stamp card to feed your kids and survive, and then turned over just the cell phone and organizer to the police, I would've still been angry and betrayed, but at least it would've subsided because at least you turned in what's irreplaceable and sentimental to me, the owner. After all, you can replace money, but you can't replace memories. You can replace a cell phone, but you can't replace hundreds of sentimental and personal pictures inside!

I mean, take a walk in MY shoes. Think of how YOU would feel if our roles were flipped around on opposite sides. If you had lost your wallet or personal organizer full of items such as cards, notes, etc. that you can't replace, your cell phone that had irreplaceable files such as pictures of your relatives and loved ones, photos of your life experiences, and etc. only to find out later that someone took it, how would you feel and react? What would you do?
For starters, you would've felt as any REAL human felt: shocked into a panic; you'd feel a cold sweat that something was missing; fearful and afraid; desperate; angry and sad all in a row! You would've retraced your steps, looking everywhere at the places I would've put them. Your mind would play different scenarios of how it happened, who the thief was that picked it up, and where the thief took it, both realistically probable and ridiculously impossible.
You would've called your own phone in the hopes that someone would pick it up. I would've answered it and I would've told you that I had found your items lying alone on the bus seat. I would've asked if you would like to pick them up, and at what time and place. I would've been glad to do the right thing and gave it back to you, reward or no reward.
Another thing I would've done would be to take it to the bus driver and tell him or her that someone left it behind so that when you asked for it on the specific bus that you left it on, they would have it at the front of the bus as though it was a lost-and-found area. If a food stamp card has someone's name on it, i'd wouldn't even think of spending one digital cent on it and just left it alone! If it had cards of any kind, be it store discount, gift or important cards like a driver's license, state ID, Social Security, etc., I would've respected you and returned it back untouched! If you had lost your cell phone, I would've accessed it one way or another just to find out who the owner is. Again, to prevent any data loss, I would've taken the time to back up everything in your phone to my computer and my hard drives and kept it private. After that, I would've called you or someone on your contact list or recent calls. Better yet, if you had called me, I or someone else related to me would've gladly answered!
You, the victim in my shoes, would've done anything and everything to find what you lost and to get it back.
I, the thief in your shoes would've likewise done anything and everything to return such lost property to its rightful owner such as yourself.
BUT NO!!!
MY MOM CALLED REPEATEDLY ON THE PHONE AND YOU DIDN'T ANSWER! WHEN I GOT ON THE BUS, MY LOST ITEMS WEREN'T EVEN AT THE FRONT! WHEN I CALLED MANY DAYS LATER THE FOLLOWING MONTH, I WAS FINALLY RELIEVED THAT YOU PICKED IT UP ONLY TO HANG UP ON ME LIKE I'M NOT WORTH SOMEONE'S TIME AND EFFORT AND YOU'RE SOME HIGH-AND-MIGHT,Y BIG AND BAD KNOW-IT-ALL WHO NEVER GREW UP FROM SUCH A CHILDISH "FINDERS KEEPERS LOSERS WEEPERS" MENTALITY! I REPEATEDLY CALLED YOU 3 TIMES ONLY TO BE REPEATEDLY AND RUDELY BRUSHED OFF, SNUBBED AND IGNORED! ON THE FOURTH TIME, THERE WASN'T EVEN A RINGING SOUND! YOU JUST FUCKING TURNED OFF MY OWN PHONE THAT DIDN'T BELONG TO YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE BY EITHER TAKING OUT THE BATTERY OR PRESSING THE RED POWER BUTTON UNTIL IT WAS TURNED OFF!!! YOU GODDAMN LOWER LIFEFORM THAT SHOULDN'T BE CALLED A "HUMAN", HOW FUCKING DARE YOU IGNORE THE CALL OF THE OWNER OF THE LOST PHONE!! THE ONLY DIFFERENCE BETWEEN SCUM LIKE YOU AND A REAL HUMAN LIKE ME IS THAT A REAL HUMAN MAKES MISTAKES YET ACTIVELY REALIZES IT, DOES EVERYTHING HE OR SHE CAN TO FIX IT, AND LEARNS FROM IT! APPARENTLY YOU MADE A MISTAKE OF PICKING UP SOMETHING THAT CLEARLY DOESN'T BELONG TO YOU, AND IGNORING THE OWNER WHO IS SUFFERING FROM SUCH LOSSES!!!

If chaos and anarchy ensues, at least I've prepared myself so that I don't have to resort to lowering myself to the level of an inhuman thief like you and stealing or looting to survive! If I hear the phrase "looters will be shot on sight" or something like that, I hope to see it happen! As a matter of fact, i'll be cheering the ones who pull the trigger and put you down permanently! YOU HEARTLESS THIEVES DESERVE A BULLET TO THE HEAD AND YOUR REMAINS CREMATED AND FLUSHED DOWN THE TOILET INTO THE SEWERS LIKE THE SCUM YOU ALL ARE!!

YOU HAVE NO PURPOSE OTHER THAN TO DEPLETE RESOURCES FROM OTHERS THAT NEED IT THE FUCKING MOST, AND MAKE THE LIVES OF REAL HUMANS LIKE ME MISERABLE, SAD AND BITTERLY JADED!! YOU AND SUCH INHUMAN SOCIOPATHIC, PSYCHOPATHIC SCUMBAG LIFEFORMS LIKE YOU NEED TO BE EXTERMINATED LIKE COCKROACHES!! YOU THIEVES DESERVE TO BE PURGED! YOU ALL DESERVE TO BE ELIMINATED, ANNIHILATED FROM THE FACE OF THE EARTH!!!

::breathes::

At least that will set a better scare-them-straight example than jail/prison just to be let out and continuing their stealing ways, or even cutting off the thieves' hands like they did during the old times in the Middle East.

Hell, I'm not the only one who suffered through this either! There are other cell phone theft victims whose memories in the phones are also stolen!

If I ever found a lost cell phone, I would do the victim the courtesy of the following:
-If the regular or touch screen's broken, i'd be more than glad to pay out of pocket to have it repaired just so I can find out who you are, get in contact with you, back up your pictures and send a copy of it to you along with your newly-repaired cell phone!
-If the data transfer method is by Bluetooth, again I'd be glad to pay to have the phone repaired to back up your files and call you of the situation.
-If the data transfer method is a memory card, it's a simple task of using a USB card reader to transfer all your files to my PC for backup and safekeeping. As a matter of fact, this actually did happen. Sadly I didn't have the money to repair your phone so I couldn't call you, but I backed up your files for safekeeping before jotting down the information of your phone and turning it in to the police.
-If the data transfer method is by USB, unless the screen's broken I can still backup your files and call to let you know that your files are still okay, and your phone unless it's damaged.
If the screen's still intact, i'd be glad to learn more about you, call you, let you know of the situation and return it back to you after backing up your files and giving the phone and a USB drive with your files for free.


I haven't forgotten about the personal organizer that you also stole! It's a good thing I didn't place my main cards that I had in the personal organizer because it wouldn't fit inside the money clip inside, and already the card side of the metal money clip is stuffed full to the brim with minor cards, but it's still the same thing! I also had a Social Security card inside that I needed in case I had to move to a new apartment when the time was right! You didn't earn the contents of what's inside my organizer! It acted as a planner and a wallet, and it's very important to me! Just as much your theft of my cell phone that was inside it interrupted my life, same thing applies with stealing my organizer! I needed it for mailing Christmas money to charities like the Salvation Army or to veterans such as "Help Hospitalized Veterans"! There are stamps inside that I bought with my money that you didn't even earn to do that! The food stamp card was for my mother and I to share so that we could get groceries to keep our food stocked in different months!  I had my Medicaid cards for health purposes, and since they both have my name clearly on them they are of no use to you! They don't' belong to you anyway since they clearly have my name on them! Even my discount cards are in the stores' databases, and they can tell if it's me or an imposter!

I mean, do you even follow a religion? Are you a Christian? a Jew? A Muslim? A Buddhist? A Hindu? Do you believe in a god? I'm familiar with Christianity, and one of the 10 Commandments is "thou shalt not steal"! If you were a REAL Christian you would've realized your fucking mistake, prayed for forgiveness, contacted me and made amends by doing the right damn thing! But no, you're not even a real Christian at all! Just as you are a Human in Looks and Name Only (HILANO), you're a follower of a religion in name only, and in this case, a Christian in Name Only, a CINO!

You and thieves like you are cowards! One day I hope that the tables of karmic irony not only turn on you, but also flip over and crush you flat, leaving you without any breath, killing you by asphyxiation! One day I hope that someone breaks into your house, steals all your valuable, priceless and irreplaceable sentimental items (such as your home videos, pictures, audio, text, etc.) of your family and friends except for your grandparents and your ancestors. I hope that they hold on to them as long as possible while you're in panic mode and go on a wild goose chase to get back what was justifiably stolen! Even better, I hope that they evade the security cameras and leave no trace of what they did. I hope that when you lose hope just as I did and go into a fucking suicidal depression that makes your life not worth living for, if you threw away or destroyed my very important cell phone and personal organizer, if you sold either of them off or pawned them to get rid of any trace of your crimes, I hope that YOUR mystery perpetrators do the same thing to YOUR very important belongings unless you do the right thing and return back what you stole!!

Also, if you formatted and permanently erased all of my pictures on my phone that I might never get back, sold my phone and personal organizer to eBay or Amazon and threw away all the contents just to save your own sorry, cowardly hides from getting caught, I hope karma does two things to you: I hope that the ashes of your sons and daughters' irreplaceable memories get stolen by other thieves, burned to ashes, poured down the toilet, get piss shit and vomit mixed with it, and flushed down to the sewer where they belong, OR THE GODDAMN BODIES OF YOUR SONS AND DAUGHTERS THEMSELVES TAKE THEIR PLACES!!!

You will also permanently lock in bad karma, and it will NEVER GO AWAY no matter how many good deeds you do to run away from your crime! It doesn't matter if you save a little girl's cat and get it down a tree. Doesn't matter if you save even the trees or even the environment! Doesn't matter if you save someone's burning house, or even the world. It doesn't matter if you solve world hunger, bring about world peace, make a cure for all the world's diseases and illnesses, pay off the US National Debt at more than a trillion dollars, IT WON'T MATTER TO KARMA! All your good deeds won't do jack shit to make up for your theft and destruction of someone's personal property! Your bad karma that you invited will permanently stay with you even after you die and enter the afterlife, and possibly in your next life in reincarnation! What goes around comes around, and you reap what you sow, you bastard!!


If reincarnation exists, unless it returns be back to the time before my cell phone and organizer was stolen, I'm against it completely! I don't believe in reincarnation if I have to come back to this physical level of Hell. I mean, what's the point to this life if there isn't any? Only a sick, twisted, sadistic, schadenfreudian tyrant jackass creator or god would throw such lifeforms on this meaningless dimension just to have them suffer through a life of hopelessness, agony and misery, suffer through a painful death, and be brought back to life with any and all memories erased and repeat the painful process over and over again for the rest of eternity? Einstein said that insanity is doing the same thing repeatedly over and over again expecting different results. Well in that case, the creator of this life and dimension belongs to an insane asylum for unstable deities, because whoever it is is so incurable there's no hope for recovery. He is not an awesome god. He's a tyrant god!

However, for those who are faint of heart, such heartless, soulless thieves don't deserve to be treated human. They deserve to either be put down, or be treated as laboratory specimens in petri dishes, with scientists examining their corrupted brains to find out what makes them this way. instead of spending years and years on unjust, unneeded wars such as those in Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya, Syria and other places where we shouldn't be, we should be spending billions of dollars on scientific endeavors so that we can find out what makes such thieves want to steal and spread misery to humans as they do, and see if they have a cure to fix it.

Regular jail or prison's too good for them. Once they're let out, who's to say that they won't do it again? There's no honor among them. No, they're dishonorable to be allowed onto the streets. It doesn't matter if it's petty theft, larceny or grand theft, stealing is stealing no matter what, and it's wrong no matter what! However, stealing the memories of loved ones and important items...that is more than wrong. IT'S COMPLETELY UNFORGIVABLE! I'd rather let the whole planet fall to a natural or artificial extinction-level-event catastrophe rather than help out such thieves like them!


I FUCKING HATE YOU!!! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO WHAT YOU JUST DID! YOU DON'T TAKE ANOTHER PERSON'S BELONGINGS AND KEEP THEM IF THEY CLEARLY BELONG TO SOMEONE!! THAT'S A CRIME OF LARCENY AND YOU DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE FREE WITH THE REST OF HUMANITY! YOU DON'T FUCKING DO THAT!!! YOU PIECES OF SHIT DON'T DESERVE TO WALK AMONG THE REST OF HUMANITY! YOU NEVER WERE HUMAN TO BEGIN WITH! YOU SHOULD BE TREATED LIKE THE GOD-FUCKING-DAMN LESS-THAN-SUBHUMAN MONSTERS THAT YOU ARE, AND YOU BELONG IN GUANTANAMO BAY, ABU GHIRAIB OR FT. LEAVENWORTH!!
I HOPE THAT KARMA GIVES YOU A CREATIVE VERSION OF A CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUNISHMENT THAT SOME OF US WOULD JUST FANTASIZE DOING TO YOU BUT CAN'T BECAUSE WE HAVE A SENSE OF MORALITY AND HONOR!
I HOPE KARMA FUCKING RIPS A NEW ASSHOLE OR TWO TO RAPE YOU WITH AND MAKES YOU HER BITCH!
I HOPE KARMA CURBSTOMPS YOU INTO THE GROUND, HANDCUFFS YOU, TIES A NOOSE AROUND YOUR NECK, TIES THE NOOSE ROPE TO HER CAR WITH UNLIMITED FUEL AND DRIVES CONTINUOUSLY ON A CROSS-COUNTRY TRIP THROUGH EVERY CITY, PAINTING ITS STREETS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD UNTIL NOTHING IS LEFT BUT THE REMAINS OF AN ASPHALT-RIPPED, BLOOD-PAINTED REMAINS OF YOUR FUCKED-UP CARCASS ON THE ROAD STILL STRUNG ALONG WITH THE ROPE TIED TO HER CAR THAT THE BIRDS WOULD WANT TO FEAST ON AS AN ALL YOU CAN EAT BUFFET FOR FREE!!!


As for you, AT&T, I was on your Family Plan, even though mom can't even program her own remote without me or my older sister's help, and I heard from her that the Family Plan includes tracking a relative's phone they're under! But once the phone was lost and later discovered stolen, you can't even track down where it went to! What good is your Family Plan if, when a phone gets lost or stolen by accident, even the cell phone carriers can't even track it to even help the police or to help the owner of the aforementioned lost or stolen phone get it back??? Your Family Plan is a fucking joke that no one should find funny! If that's the case, I'd rather stick with prepaid Tracfones instead of those gigantic monstrous mainstream mobile phone carriers that offer contracts that you can't even get out of for many years! I hope that you go bankrupt one day in the future and you all end up AT THE UNEMPLOYMENT LINE WHERE YOU BELONG!! CAN YOU FUCKING HEAR ME NOW???

Don't think I'm leaving the bus transit OR A Certain Inexpensive Retail Store That Isn't Dollar Tree or Dollar General out! I've got a bone to pick, sharpen and jab as a knife right at your throats!

The police officer assigned to my case sent TWO FUCKING EMAILS to the main bus transit station headquarters, and you didn't even respond to them! Many days later, with no progress made on the main bus station's part, I had to go up there myself to alert you of the situation, and the following week, I had to get to the police headquarters to learn of 3 missed calls that told me that the surveillance video of the incident on the bus couldn't be recovered!
Next I discovered that someone stole my food stamp card along with my cell phone and organizer during a call checking on my balance on my account after getting new glasses to replace my badly-damaged ones. To the owner of the store, you should've seen the seriousness of the situation when the same thief used my food stamp card fraudulently, and you should've fully complied with the police, the detectives and the investigators from day one when I told you about the crime on the phone AND EVEN IN PERSON! You even said it yourself not only that as the main manager of the store that only the police can request the footage, but as you told me on the phone and in person that you keep the video evidence forever! I had great hopes for you, and I would've continued shopping at your store to support it.

But no!

You had to offer excuse after excuse, even not being in the store when the detectives and the investigator actually arrived at the store to request the video evidence in person! Even the assistant manager wasn't allowed to surrender the footage to law enforcement except the main manager! It's not the fault of law enforcement at all. They did their jobs right. As a matter of fact, I commend them for doing the right thing! They even came in person to request the evidence, and they did their jobs right! But to the main manager of the retail store, you betrayed the trust of your shoppers! You failed to cooperate when the fucking situation called for it! If I were you, I'd at least keep a copy of the video evidence in multiple backups and surrendered the evidence the very second they requested it! If I were you, I would've stored the evidence on multiple USB storage drives and assisted the police with this case! But no! YOU'VE AIDED AND ABETTED THE THIEVES AND WAITED UNTIL THE EVIDENCE WAS OVERWRITTEN! IF AND WHEN YOU GO BANKRUPT AND CLOSE UP SHOP, I'M NOT GOING TO CARE ONE FUCKING BIT! I'M GOING TO FUCKING LAUGH AND ENJOY SEEING YOU OUT OF BUSINESS SINCE YOU ARE INCOMPETENT AND NEGLIGENT!!
All in all, the surveillance cameras of Big Brother may be threatening and looks all-powerful with cameras everywhere, but the owners of said cameras are sure as hell incompetent and useless when one REALLY needs it! I did all the right steps in requesting help from both sides, and I even had police reports ready, but both of them just sat on their asses and WAITED UNTIL THE SECURITY FOOTAGE IS SO FULL THAT THE MUCH-NEEDED EVIDENCE IS OVERWRITTEN AND UNRECOVERABLE! BY WAITING UNTIL THAT HAPPENS, YOU'VE AIDED THE FUCKING CRIMINALS!! Sadly one of the two is the lesser of two evils that i need because I can't drive (if I did, I'd be clumsy and scatterbrained enough to cause a fatal accident, and I'd rather not have that), but the other one of the two, i'm not going to boycott ALL of the stores of such a franchise, only a specific store that lied about the length of how long they keep their footage and failed to do the right thing when requested!

To sum it up neatly, i'll be lessening the usage of such public transportation back to just going back home and for the absolute essentials because of their criminal negligence, and the specific A Certain Inexpensive Retail Store That Isn't Dollar Tree or Dollar General store just permanently lost a customer.


5:42 AM 10/3/2014

To other people who are reading this, somewhere deep inside your brain you think it's funny that I'm not only ranting so hard that my brain is howling in rage like a predatory wolf out for justice that was denied to him, but completely 100% angry, crazy, and "they're-coming-to-take-me-away-ha-ha-to-the-funny-farm" insane that this would happen to me.

You think that theft of this magnitude is funny to you, that it deserves mockery, ridicule and something to make fun of? Something that requires twisting the victim's words to make him look bad or evil?

Just because it may be considered "petty theft" and larceny doesn't lessen the severity of the crime!

You think that my pain deserves blaming the victim, ME, as the bad guy for how I felt about my being violated? You think that somewhere in your head I deserve to be judged negatively because of said accidental mistake? Like I said, i'm human, and I make mistakes. However, I learn from my mistakes, and I make things right when things go wrong.

Well go ahead and bask in your schadenfreude, a.k.a. enjoyment in the misery of others.

Laugh.

Laugh away.

Laugh at my pain like fucking hyenas hyped up on laughing gas that they've stolen from the Joker's arsenal you goddamn fuckers.

Laugh at someone who accidentally lost and later found out that his 2008 Nokia 2600 Classic cell phone that held not only pictures of my grandfather on his deathbed and I stood by him during his final days on this godforsaken shitsack of a planet called Earth just before he died and entered the afterlife.

Laugh at someone who had pictures of his pet cats whom he loves very much and might never see again.

Laugh at someone who was archiving his experiments in the culinary arts in his free time.

Laugh at the achievements that I had in gaming on my tablet PC that I saved on my cell phone.

Laugh at the pain of someone who had pictures of his life on his cell phone taken away from him, the possibility of the thief's refusal to return back along with his personal organizer because s/he's too much of a coward and has no shred of dignity or moral fiber, or even a shred of humanity to know right from wrong, along with the dreadful possibility that those personally valuable and sentimental pictures might be deleted on purpose before having the victim's phone be sold to an innocent buyer who doesn't know the real details of the phone, trying to pass it off as a used one and not telling the truth of what actually happened.

Laugh at the possibility that identity theft could occur at any time because his social security card was stolen from him along with his organizer.

Laugh at how his cards that were in there were stolen along with it!

You think that you're so holier-than-thou and so high-and-mighty shaming a victim of theft in your mind? You think that I had it coming because you think that "it's his fault he didn't backup his pics at all! It's his own damn fault that he had his personal organizer with all his money, important papers and cards stolen from him! He brought it upon himself! I'm laughing at his misery because it didn't happen to me! What a stupid, idiotic retard who didn't know better! He had it coming! Serves him right! Durr-hurr ROFLMAO!!!"

Well then keep laughing and shaming to your heart's content, because when one day when the shit hits the fan, no matter what kind of apocalyptic cataclysm occurs, if and when World War III shows its face, when all the thermonuclear bombs detonate and/or the nuclear missile warheads fly and land on your asses, when all hell breaks loose on Earth and it's mass chaos, I'm going to enjoy every single second of it! I'm going to laugh uncontrollably at your charred, roasted bodies as you get instantly incinerated at ground zero! I'm going to laugh at your pain when you're suffering from radiation poisoning from the fallout! When anarchy and chaos reigns on the fucking planet, I'm going to dance on the scorched, burned ashes of the ruins of this joke of a so-called "civilization", celebrate its death and party like it's 1999, and Y2K was just years late to THIS party! I'll be more than happy to piss, poop and puke on its gravesto...

...on second thought, I take it back.

No.

I won't give a rightfully-dead corrupt civilization the last laugh by letting it bloom flowers from me fertilizing it.

No, i'll just be content to happily dance on its burial ground with much happiness. If it comes to my area, I'm just going to stay away and enjoy this chaotic freakshow from a distance as I enjoy savoring the buttery taste of popcorn laughing my ass off while you run around in panic like chickens with your heads cut off! To me, seeing you suffer in misery on such a hellish, post-apocalyptic Earth and hearing you cry in pain will be my type of comedy that deserves an Oscar nomination! I'll be giving a standing ovation as you subhuman thieves, finally earn the punishment you deserve! It'll be worth it! Passive payback's a bitch, isn't it? She's barking and nagging in a deafening voice that makes you want to blow your brains out and put yourself out of your misery! That will be MY type of justice I want to see, and I hope I see it within my lifetime!

If you think i'm being too extreme, I HAVE EVERY GOD-FUCKING-DAMN RIGHT TO BE THAT EXTREME! I refuse, and i repeat, REFUSE, be a moderate, lovey-dovey, well-wishing, be-nicey-nice-to-thieves-and-let-them-steal-from-you-again, wishy-washy, hippie-dippie, airy-fairy, forgive-and-forget type of person! I've been a theft victim multiple times and I didn't know what to do back then, but the theft that happened to me very recently, stealing someone's personal organiizer that doubled as a wallet with what contained my cards, notes and other items that can't be replaced easily, and a cell phone that contained irreplaceable pictures of my life...YOU FUCKING CROSSED THE GOD-FUCKING-DAMN LINE!!!

So keep laughing to your heart's content.

Keep shaming to your heart's content.

Keep ridiculing, shaming and making fun of my predicament.

Keep judging, because though i'm not much of a Christian anymore, there's still the bible quote: "judge not, or else you will be judged". I got every right to judge my mystery thief because of his or her actions that impacted my life!

Just remember one thing: he who survives and laughs last, laughs best! AND I WILL SURVIVE TO STAND BACK AND LAUGH THAT FUCKING LAUGH AT YOUR CHARRED, MUTATED, AND IRRADIATED EXPENSE TOO!

In summary:
-You found someone's personal organizer and cell phone on the bus that clearly wasn't yours!
-You used my food stamp card illegally..TWICE!
-You answered my cell phone only to hang up on me 3 times, and rudely brushed me off when I was trying to talk to you!
-You caused me a lot of heartaches, headaches, made me feel angry, bitter, sad, depressed and suicidal at the same time, and now I have to go to Mental Health!

I FUCKING HATE INHUMAN TRASH LIKE YOU!!! THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE! LIVING, BREATHING GOOD-FOR-NOTHING WASTE OF LIFE TRASH TAKING THE FORM OF A HUMANOID APPEARANCE LIKE YOU!!!

Except for the police who even said that they don't track cell phones sadly, no one helped me out in my time of need. No one lent a helping hand! I have always been charitable and gave money to those that need it, but when someone stole what's important to me and no one helped me out, unless the stolen property is returned to me, the charitable side of me is gone permanently! All of my information was in my cell phone and organizer that could identify me when it was lost, yet there were no Good Samaritans who turned it in. I feel like i'm the last Good Samaritan in South Carolina, and Good Samaritans are going extinct in this era of corruption, narcissism, selfishness and greed!

If the shit hits the fan, i'll welcome it!

If any type of Apocalypse comes, even if it's a zombie apocalypse, i'll welcome it!

If World War III and nuclear armageddon arrives, i'll welcome it!

If there's a cataclysmic event that makes the Earth a living hell, i'll welcome it!


Not to sound like a conspiracy theorist, but at this point, I just don't fucking care about this planet anymore. Maybe the global elites were right about one thing: maybe we need population reduction after all. Maybe we need some sort of eugenics. Perhaps we need transhumanism. After all, humans have a lot of negative flaws that need to be eliminated such as greed, and a lust for money and power. Greed spelled backwards is D-E-E-R-G, and that sounds like the word "DIRGE", meaning "swan song", or funeral music such as "Taps". One day, humanity's greed will be it's own dirge, and the actions of thieves and other scumbags are making the orchestra of death rehearse for it.

Remember these words the next time you steal someone else's cell phone, wallet, organizer, day planner, anything that the person values as highly important.

Oh wait, no, I know that you can't! Because you thieves are never really human to begin with! No honesty, no honor, no remorse or regret, no reconciliation, no apologies, no nothing! I have a feeling that you inhuman psychopaths are going to scoff, ignore, mock, trivialize and make light of what I just written here!

I hope that this godforsaken Earth gets a much needed destructive cleansing from such hellspawn like you courtesy of karma or man's own arrogance, ignorance and hubris. I'll sleep happier at night if and when it happens.

Your nightmarish destruction will be my pleasant dreams.



Angrily Yours,

A REAL Human You Dangerously Pissed Off, Fucked With and Caused So Much Pain