Whelp, it looks like I was robbed.

My iPhone disappeared from my desk this afternoon. If the security cameras on my floor hadn’t been malfunctioning, perhaps I could have posted a “watch my phone getting stolen” a la CofFL’s car.

I put it in lost mode, but Find My iPhone tells me it’s offline so that I can’t locate it. Calling it goes straight to voice mail. If I don’t get it back by tomorrow, I’m going to brick it remotely and go buy another phone. I need a working phone for work. I’m pretty pissed, but in the end, it’s just stuff.

I would like to find the shit who took it and beat the crap out of him, just for invading my personal space like that.

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Just to keep it light, here is the last pic it took. I was greeted by this view when I opened my eyes Sunday, courtesy of my daughter’s warped sense of humor.

P.S: if by some remarkable miracle it turns out I find it and that it got lost because of something stupid I did, I will be seriously relieved. I don’t know if I’ll admit it to you guys though.

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