I judge myself because I’m bad. At life.

It is unwise to leave your backpack on a bench behind you, even for the dual-threat-temptation (DTT, which sounds like it–rightfully–is related to JTT, that hottie of the 90s) of cheese fries and conversation with good friends (Elaine and Norbert).  A man stole my wallet from my backpack while I sat outside 155 Dwinelle on Wednesday evening.

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E-mail communication from the officer who assisted me on the phone:

Cindy,

Thank you for the additional information. I will attempt to locate
possible surveillance footage. In the future, try to keep your belongs
closer, and if you suspect someone might be doing something suspicious,
check on your belongings and make sure everything is ok. This wasn’t
your
fault, unfortunately, there are bad people out there who prey on the
innocent.

Officer _____ _____ #88
UC Berkeley Police Department
1 Sproul Hall
Berkeley, CA 94720

Phone (510) 642-6760

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Between this petty theft and the armed robbery of freshman year, I really have my street cred down, don’t I?  Black humor.  Right.


1 Comment

  1. Stephen said,

    March 2, 2008 at 8:13 pm

    1. Im really sorry to hear about this. You seem to be unlucky in this sort of thing.

    2. Cindy? Blog? Sweet. I love your writing.

    3. You keep sending me interesting Jew related material. I am uncertain how to feel. Are you just using me to be your token Jewish friend?


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