That's the most memorable birthday even I will ever have
So I got robbed. Well, more like my roommate got robbed. We're calling them the BBQ Bandits.
Here's the BBQ sauce and the bag that the guy left when he escaped back out the window:
I've got an Accounting exam in the morning. I've spend hours today doing Accounting problems. Hours. I went to bed at 9 so I could be very well rested for tomorrow's long day of classes and this exam.
I was woken up at 11 because my door opened--and my roommate is at her parent's house an hour away, so...That really woke me up. I screamed "who's there!?!?" and what really gets me is how this guy closed my door.
Like, he so slowly, and so quietly, shut the door. I barely even heard it close. He put so much effort into quietly closing the door. Did he think I was just gonna go back to sleep? Or just not question that this happened?
Sadly, it was way too dark for me to be able to see anything other than his basic shape.
I jumped out of bed, and ran out into the common area, checked the doors--both of them were locked. But the common area's light was on, and I had turned that off. I turn around, and my roommate's door is open, lights on, and window open, with the blinds flapping in the wind. The amount of time he managed to get all the way out of the window is very impressive. I'm fairly certain that he had to have jumped out of the window to have been able to have made it out of our apartment before I opened the door to my room. Like, just dove right out.
My phone, of course, decided the touch screen didn't need to work, and I wasn't sure if he was in the apartment or not still, so I grabbed a knife and kept her room in my view as I attempted to get my phone to let me freaking dial 911. That finally worked, and then the cops came.
We really amused them with our decor.
Apparently, most break-ins occur because of drugs--they think drugs are in the unit, so they're there just for those. There was even talk of bringing a K-9 in to sniff, and much to my disappointment, the detective looked around, found the My Little Pony Figurines, the knitting basket on the living room table next to some plants, and my collection of owl salt and pepper shakers and other bird-shaped statues before deciding that we probably weren't hiding drugs. I know you're not supposed to touch police dogs, but I was really excited when I heard talk of bringing one in lol XD
Really though, we cracked them up so much. My roommate, when I called her and told her the TV was gone, said "are my antiques gone?!?!"
I said that I thought all of her antiques were still there, but I wasn't sure, and both the cops just started laughing. Really though, those are worth so much more than the TV.
The Kitchen Aid is still on the counter.
She's got these really awesome butterflies and beetles and army ants framed; they're pretty rare, and cost a good couple of hundred dollars. Kitchen aid. There's jewelry all over the place. Nice jewelry. None of it's gone. None of it was even touched.
The cop made me call Amber, my roommate, because he was really not happy with the idea of leaving me here alone, and had her drive all the way back here. At least she doesn't have class in the morning! And by that time, my other friend had noticed my text and came over pretty soon after that.
Amber noticed something pretty great when she got here: they left things. The guy had taken a yellow bag, and shoved all her video games and her 3DS in it, and he left it when he bailed. There was also a packet of Chick-fil-a BBQ sauce on the floor, which amused us all very much.
I imagine we really disappointed them, though, like they probably thought they robbed two 80 y/o women. The TV and playstation, I bet they barely get $100 at a pawn shop for those.
They probably looked around and went "wtf is with all these damn birds? Where's the TV? Why are they so many books where you're supposed to keep the TV? Is there something in this drawer, maybe...oh. a bunch of sheets and Disney puzzles. What the hell"
The cop had to double take when he found out I was asleep, because it was so early. He figured that the robbers assumed no-one was in since all the lights were off, and it was only 11pm. Then he said this was the cleanest college apartment he's ever been in, and I was actually embarrassed: if I had known people were going to be over, I would have cleaned. This was messy for us.
Well, it turns out that for two years, my roommate's window has been unlocked. There was no forced entry, just the open window. The screens are broken, so both of us have never tried to open the windows--there's spiders living in it. So who knows how long before Amber moved in that it was unlocked
What pisses me the most off, is I had JUST sprayed poison on this GIANT wolf spider living in Amber's window. It was at least three inches. I really hate that I killed it, when it could have given these punks a surprise.
Another thing is that these people fucking took the screen on the window off, and WALKED AROUND THE APARTMENT, to hide it behind the AC units. Why? Did you think if you hid the damn screen that we wouldn't notice that the TV was missing? I really would like to question these people. Why didn't you take the Kitchen Aid? It's worth more than the TV. Why close my door like that? Why not take the psudophed tablets on the kitchen counter?
The cops also just walked around telling me what a good job they were doing. Like, idk what they fuck they thought could do--I just wanted the police there to make sure the dude wasn't hiding in the shower or something, and also I was too afraid to go look and see if the window was broken or not. I know they're gone. I know there's no chance of my roommate getting her TV back.
But the detective just kept saying they would look for finger prints, but it was unlikely since they probably wore gloves--and look at this smudge? You see? Looks like they wore gloves!
And I'm here going wtf are you checking for finger prints for? They're useless as fuck. This isn't CSI. You can't get anything useful from this? And then I saw no-one actually attempt to grab any, so I guess it's just common for the victims to ask about fingerprints and they wanted me to think they were doing all they could so I wouldn't hound them about fingerprints. I'm surprised they didn't pretend to try to collect hair for DNA off the carpet.
So I'm just glad they weren't confrontational thieves, because I would not be able to put up a good fight. I'm weak. So yay for them leaving! I'm keeping a knife by my bed now.
It's 3am.
I'm so tired, but I'm really having trouble getting to sleep -_- I have no idea what I'm going to do tomorrow....I may miss my first classes? I don't know, I've been in college for 4 years now, and I've only missed one class before--and that was because of a school-sponsored field trip. :[ I would really hate to break that string... but it's so late. ugh.
Here's the BBQ sauce and the bag that the guy left when he escaped back out the window:
I've got an Accounting exam in the morning. I've spend hours today doing Accounting problems. Hours. I went to bed at 9 so I could be very well rested for tomorrow's long day of classes and this exam.
I was woken up at 11 because my door opened--and my roommate is at her parent's house an hour away, so...That really woke me up. I screamed "who's there!?!?" and what really gets me is how this guy closed my door.
Like, he so slowly, and so quietly, shut the door. I barely even heard it close. He put so much effort into quietly closing the door. Did he think I was just gonna go back to sleep? Or just not question that this happened?
Sadly, it was way too dark for me to be able to see anything other than his basic shape.
I jumped out of bed, and ran out into the common area, checked the doors--both of them were locked. But the common area's light was on, and I had turned that off. I turn around, and my roommate's door is open, lights on, and window open, with the blinds flapping in the wind. The amount of time he managed to get all the way out of the window is very impressive. I'm fairly certain that he had to have jumped out of the window to have been able to have made it out of our apartment before I opened the door to my room. Like, just dove right out.
My phone, of course, decided the touch screen didn't need to work, and I wasn't sure if he was in the apartment or not still, so I grabbed a knife and kept her room in my view as I attempted to get my phone to let me freaking dial 911. That finally worked, and then the cops came.
We really amused them with our decor.
Apparently, most break-ins occur because of drugs--they think drugs are in the unit, so they're there just for those. There was even talk of bringing a K-9 in to sniff, and much to my disappointment, the detective looked around, found the My Little Pony Figurines, the knitting basket on the living room table next to some plants, and my collection of owl salt and pepper shakers and other bird-shaped statues before deciding that we probably weren't hiding drugs. I know you're not supposed to touch police dogs, but I was really excited when I heard talk of bringing one in lol XD
Really though, we cracked them up so much. My roommate, when I called her and told her the TV was gone, said "are my antiques gone?!?!"
I said that I thought all of her antiques were still there, but I wasn't sure, and both the cops just started laughing. Really though, those are worth so much more than the TV.
The Kitchen Aid is still on the counter.
She's got these really awesome butterflies and beetles and army ants framed; they're pretty rare, and cost a good couple of hundred dollars. Kitchen aid. There's jewelry all over the place. Nice jewelry. None of it's gone. None of it was even touched.
The cop made me call Amber, my roommate, because he was really not happy with the idea of leaving me here alone, and had her drive all the way back here. At least she doesn't have class in the morning! And by that time, my other friend had noticed my text and came over pretty soon after that.
Amber noticed something pretty great when she got here: they left things. The guy had taken a yellow bag, and shoved all her video games and her 3DS in it, and he left it when he bailed. There was also a packet of Chick-fil-a BBQ sauce on the floor, which amused us all very much.
I imagine we really disappointed them, though, like they probably thought they robbed two 80 y/o women. The TV and playstation, I bet they barely get $100 at a pawn shop for those.
They probably looked around and went "wtf is with all these damn birds? Where's the TV? Why are they so many books where you're supposed to keep the TV? Is there something in this drawer, maybe...oh. a bunch of sheets and Disney puzzles. What the hell"
The cop had to double take when he found out I was asleep, because it was so early. He figured that the robbers assumed no-one was in since all the lights were off, and it was only 11pm. Then he said this was the cleanest college apartment he's ever been in, and I was actually embarrassed: if I had known people were going to be over, I would have cleaned. This was messy for us.
Well, it turns out that for two years, my roommate's window has been unlocked. There was no forced entry, just the open window. The screens are broken, so both of us have never tried to open the windows--there's spiders living in it. So who knows how long before Amber moved in that it was unlocked
What pisses me the most off, is I had JUST sprayed poison on this GIANT wolf spider living in Amber's window. It was at least three inches. I really hate that I killed it, when it could have given these punks a surprise.
Another thing is that these people fucking took the screen on the window off, and WALKED AROUND THE APARTMENT, to hide it behind the AC units. Why? Did you think if you hid the damn screen that we wouldn't notice that the TV was missing? I really would like to question these people. Why didn't you take the Kitchen Aid? It's worth more than the TV. Why close my door like that? Why not take the psudophed tablets on the kitchen counter?
The cops also just walked around telling me what a good job they were doing. Like, idk what they fuck they thought could do--I just wanted the police there to make sure the dude wasn't hiding in the shower or something, and also I was too afraid to go look and see if the window was broken or not. I know they're gone. I know there's no chance of my roommate getting her TV back.
But the detective just kept saying they would look for finger prints, but it was unlikely since they probably wore gloves--and look at this smudge? You see? Looks like they wore gloves!
And I'm here going wtf are you checking for finger prints for? They're useless as fuck. This isn't CSI. You can't get anything useful from this? And then I saw no-one actually attempt to grab any, so I guess it's just common for the victims to ask about fingerprints and they wanted me to think they were doing all they could so I wouldn't hound them about fingerprints. I'm surprised they didn't pretend to try to collect hair for DNA off the carpet.
So I'm just glad they weren't confrontational thieves, because I would not be able to put up a good fight. I'm weak. So yay for them leaving! I'm keeping a knife by my bed now.
It's 3am.
I'm so tired, but I'm really having trouble getting to sleep -_- I have no idea what I'm going to do tomorrow....I may miss my first classes? I don't know, I've been in college for 4 years now, and I've only missed one class before--and that was because of a school-sponsored field trip. :[ I would really hate to break that string... but it's so late. ugh.