On Friday, I was at the Lil Pub playing pool, and my cell phone was stolen. Here's how it happened.
A person that I've seen at the bar many times, Daniel Davis, came into the bar. He was his normal self up until shortly before I left. Shortly before he was going to leave, he began to act strangely, bumming and eventually stealing cigarettes from people, drinking other people's beers, and then just stealing people's beers. When I was getting ready to leave, I was looking for my phone. He was near it, so I asked him if he'd seen it. He said no. He then went into the bathroom. I grabbed a cell phone from another friend there, and called my cell. It rang in the bathroom. So I knocked on the door and told Daniel to give me back my phone.
When he opened the door, we had probably 8 people waiting for him. He said that he didn't have my phone, and the bartender searched him. While we were searching the bathroom, he slipped out of the bar. We eventually found the battery and battery cover in the tank of the toilet, but that's it.
I should have searched him myself, and I should have made sure that he didn't leave the bar. That is my fault, and proof that sometimes, you have to do things yourself if you want them done right.
So. Now I have to pay to replace a Blackberry, and I've been without a cell phone since Friday night.
I can't wait to see that m***** f***** again. I literally cannot wait.
Posted by yakuza at February 12, 2006 11:06 PM | TrackBack