Rant / Open Letter

Hello friends. Most of you probably didn't know, but I was on vacation for three days.

It was great. A friend (Alvin) and I drive up from Arcadia to Menlo Park, since one of my closest friends (Eric) is an intern at Facebook this summer. We jam out to K-Pop for the entire six hours (i am unapologetic) and we get there promptly at noon, because we are children who get to places on time. We meet up with three other friends (Justin, Jacky, Kevin), so in total, there are six of us.

First off, let me say that Facebook Headquarters is probably my new most favorite place in the world. FREE FOOD. BEAUTIFUL CAMPUS. FREE FOOD. OCULUS VR GAMING DEMO. FREE FOOD. NICE SECURITY GUARDS / EMPLOYEES. FREE FOOD. 24-HR ARCADE. FREE FOOD. Literally everything at Facebook is FREE. Zuck, please hire me. I will love you forever.

So life is great. We're at Facebook until Eric finishes a self review that he has due that afternoon. Kevin borrowed a van from his roommate and he accidentally left the lights on, so the van died, but the Facebook employees help jumpstart it. We then make a quick stop at Eric's apartment in San Mateo, which is absolutely BEAUTIFUL, because Facebook is amazing and basically gives hotel rooms to their interns for housing. After about half an hour of lounging around, we choose a restaurant in San Francisco to eat at before we head to Berkeley, where we're staying for the rest of the weekend in an apartment shared by Justin and Jacky.

We get to the restaurant, Dumpling Time, and find out there's a forty-five minute wait. That's okay. We walk around for a bit, since Airbnb Headquarters is nearby, and it's not like we're starving. When we get back, Kevin drops off his backpack in Alvin's car and then our group waits for another fifteen minutes. Just before we enter the restaurant, Eric and Alvin go back to Alvin's car to get Eric's jacket.

The restaurant is great. There's K-Pop playing on the wall and I fangirl like crazy, because who wouldn't? We eat for about forty-five minutes to an hour and leave the place feeling very satisfied. Life is still great up until this point.

Which means everything goes downhill from here.

It's nighttime now and we plan to end off at Twin Peaks before going to Berkeley. But we get to Alvin's car and the front driver's seat window is completely shattered. We check the trunk and almost all of our stuff is gone.

So here's my open letter to the thieves who robbed us (i'm assuming plural because there were a bunch of heavy bags that one person couldn't have taken easily but if it turns out there was only one thief, then this is to you). Even though you'll never see this, I'm still calling you out, because I can and I want to.

Dear Thieves,

A HUGE MIDDLE FINGER TO YOU, YOU ABSOLUTE SCUMBAGS.

I don't curse, but you make me want to drop dozens of choice swear words to express how FURIOUS I am at you.

First of all, you stole about $10.5K worth of stuff from four of us. Some of that stuff you can't even sell. Okay, maybe Eric's new Macbook that he bought last week for about $2K will bring in a good price. And his work phone could bring in some money with its highly classified developer data, but Facebook has already wiped all of that remotely. But his passport, which he needs in three weeks because he's studying abroad in Hong Kong? What are you even going to do with that? Pretend you're him and go to Hong Kong? I think not. Hong Kong wouldn't want you anyway.

From Kevin alone, you stole almost $6K worth of stuff. SIX FREAKING THOUSAND DOLLARS. He already has other personal things to deal with and on top of that, you've given him a huge burden to suddenly shoulder by stealing his best camera and its lenses, his laptop, and his FitBit among other items that were in his backpack. And by the way, you know the iPhone that was also in his backpack? Well, guess what? Joke's on you, because IT'S FAKE. He 3D-printed it last week for fun, so have fun trying to sell that brick to anyone.

In Alvin's case, you BROKE HIS CAR WINDOW. You TRESPASSED ONTO HIS PROPERTY. And you STOLE HIS LAPTOP AND HIS BACKPACK. So SCREW YOU for wasting his time dealing with insurance to get his car repaired and for almost ruining our plans to return to Arcadia, because there is NO WAY we would have driven for six hours at 80-90 MPH on the freeway without a window on the driver's side.

And now we're getting to ME. I lost the least amount, monetarily, but you stole the most PERSONAL, IRREPLACEABLE ITEMS from ME that you could from ANYONE. Why don't we list everything out, one by one, with REASONS WHY I CARE ABOUT THIS STUFF.

My laptop still had about two dozen videos from the first EXO concert I went to on Valentine's Day 2016 that I hadn't backed up yet. Is that my fault that I hadn't backed them up yet? Yes, it 100% is. The files were too big to transfer onto Google Drive, so I was going to save them onto a hard drive once I had a chance to buy one. And is it a huge loss? Probably not, because there are dozens of fancams online already. But you know what? SCREW YOU ANYWAY FOR TAKING IT. Because that laptop, which I really liked, was supposed to last me all throughout college and today, I had to drop about $800 to buy a new one. And I had to buy a new mouse and mousepad to replace the ones that you stole from me as well. I also have to replace my iPad charger and my phone charger, which you stole with my laptop charger.

My Nintendo 3DS and my copy of Pokemon Sun, which was a Christmas gift from Jacky, are also gone. You're lucky it wasn't my Gameboy Advance SP (which has a cracked screen, so it doesn't have any monetary value anyway) and my copy of Pokemon Ruby, because I would've done everything I could to hunt you down for them. I place a lot of emotional value on Pokemon games, because of what the franchise has done for me, and Pokemon Ruby will always be one of my most prized possessions. You're lucky I hadn't finished Pokemon Sun yet, so I didn't really have an attachment to my team, and that I had extra cash on me yesterday to buy a new copy. You're lucky my sister is nice and has given me her 3DS to use for now. It's not my biggest loss, but still a loss nevertheless. SO SCREW YOU.

My pink bag had all of my Nature Republic skincare and my Hello Kitty cup that I use for brushing my teeth. I had that cup since elementary school and even though it has a huge crack in it from my dad smashing it when he was mad at me once, I still taped it back together and used it since because IT'S MY FAVORITE. And yesterday, I had to drop about $100 to replace all of my skincare, because when I get stressed, I break out and when I break out, I get even more stressed because of my OCD. You also took my hairbrush, but I was thankfully able to replace that easily today. And I want to thank Facebook and Oculus, because if it weren't for them, I would have also lost my contacts. I had worn my glasses during the drive up, since I didn't want to wear my contacts for six hours in the car, and then switched to them when I got to Facebook for the VR gaming demo. Otherwise, my contacts would've been in my pink bag with the rest of my toiletries.

My red duffel bag, which had my clothes and towel ONLY, was also stolen by you, WHICH WAS COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY. And I KNOW you went through that bag, because I had a plastic bag at the top which I was going to place my dirty clothing in and YOU THREW THAT PLASTIC BAG INTO THE BACK OF THE TRUNK BECAUSE IT'S USELESS. BUT WHY WOULD YOU NEED MY CLOTHING? I DON'T EVEN WEAR NICE CLOTHES. AND THE TWO SHIRTS YOU STOLE FROM ME ARE IRREPLACEABLE. ONE WAS A BAEKHYUN SHIRT THAT I GOT AS A GIFT RECENTLY AND THE OTHER WAS MY SHINEE CONCERT SHIRT THAT I BOUGHT AT THE CONCERT A FEW MONTHS AGO. YOU LEFT EVERYONE ELSE'S CLOTHES BUT MINE. And the towel that was at the top? I had that since elementary school and it was my favorite, WHICH I ALSO GOT AS A GIFT.

And now we're getting to the good part. My Eeyore pencil case, which was a Christmas gift from Kevin, seems like it doesn't have much but pens and pencils, right? But to me, that was the MOST IMPORTANT ITEM. First off, it had my apartment keys in it, so now I have to get a new set of keys before school starts in two weeks SO THAT I CAN MOVE BACK INTO MY APARTMENT. It also had three USBs in it and one of them had a story that I had been working on for the past TWO MONTHS and had written about 37K words of for MY DOG. Once again, is it my fault for not backing it up earlier? Yes, it 100% is. Because I had been writing about 500 words every single day, I thought it was too much of a hassle to upload onto Google Drive each time and I usually don't upload my writing onto Google Drive until I'm done with each chapter. So that's a bad habit of mine that I am fixing from now on. But that USB wasn't the most important thing, since I'll just have to rewrite everything, which is mostly tedious work.

The reason I basically had a panic attack / breakdown in San Francisco that Friday night was because you TOOK MY DOG'S DOG TAGS.

I CAN NEVER REPLACE THOSE DOG TAGS EVER AGAIN.

WHY?

BECAUSE SHE'S DEAD.

SHE DIED DURING MY FINAL EXAMS THIS SPRING.

SHE WAS MY BEST FRIEND. SHE WAS THE MOST IMPORTANT PERSON TO ME. SHE WAS MY SAVIOR.

I LIVED FOR HER AND AM STILL LIVING FOR HER MEMORY.

AND THOSE DOG TAGS WERE ONE OF THE FEW THINGS I HAD TO REMEMBER HER BY.

SO HAVE ANOTHER MIDDLE FINGER, BECAUSE YOU TOOK SOMETHING THAT HAS NO MONETARY VALUE TO YOU AT ALL BUT MEANS THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE TO ME.

AND NOW I'M CRYING WHILE I'M TYPING THIS, BECAUSE EVEN THOUGH SHE DIED THREE MONTHS AGO, IT STILL HURTS AND I CAN'T EVEN FACE HER GRAVE WITHOUT FEELING ASHAMED FOR LOSING HER DOG TAGS.

I basically cried all of Friday night and Saturday, because my parents now have to spend money to replace everything and I still have to figure out my health insurance so I can keep seeing my therapist (which is ANOTHER can of worms and i could write a rant on that because these companies are the devil's spawn) and my school tuition is due (and i go to the most expensive private school in the country with med school deans that smoke meth and commit crimes) and my dad told me to be careful before I left but I wasn't and I didn't sleep at all Friday night or eat on Saturday, because I felt like throwing up. For those 24 hours, I honestly felt like my life was over.

Why were we targeted? Probably because we parked in an admittedly shady alley that had no cameras to capture the crime and several of us had made trips back to the car to put stuff away / take stuff out. The thieves probably saw us and waited until it was dark, so no one could see them, to break into the car.

On top of that, Kevin's roommate's van dies again, so a waitress from Dumpling Time tries to jumpstart it with Alvin's car. But that's unsuccessful, so we have to push the van to the parking lot in front of Dumpling Time and we almost leave it there for the night until a waiter comes by with an external power source to jumpstart it.

The weekend gets better, because I have amazing friends who are much more emotionally stable than I am. Jacky and Justin lend me clothes, and a friend who I hadn't seen for four years (Cheryl) gets me some food while we're in San Francisco trying to see if we can find the bags, in case the thieves threw them to the side. Another close friend of mine (Amy) comes to Berkeley to spend the weekend with us, and Eric takes us to Facebook again on Saturday to raid the break rooms for free food and he also gets me a free Apple charger from Facebook's electronic vending machines, so that's one less thing to worry about replacing. Jacky's mother is also super sweet and sends him money to buy us all food. We play a bunch of games like Avalon to pass the time and go on a short hike on Sunday. And the drive back down is completely filled with K-Pop (i am unapologetic again).

I calmed down a lot after calling my therapist, since I came to terms with the fact that my stuff is gone for good. And there's nothing I can do to get anything back.

I shouldn't have brought my pencil case to NorCal. I had actually been debating whether or not to bring it the morning before I left, but ultimately decided to bring it in the end to work on stuff for my club. And that cost me.

So now that most of my stuff is replaced, I'll be catching up on everything on AFF that I've missed over the past five days. If you've sent me any messages, I'll be responding to them now. But yeah, that was my weekend. I'll be going on a family vacation to New York next week, which I'm not thrilled about, but the tickets have already been booked. Hopefully nothing like this ever happens again. And I guess this is also a cautionary tale for anyone who is traveling (especially to sf, which is now dead to me and doesn't exist) to be very careful about your valuables. Keep them at home or on you.

If you've made it to the end, thank you for reading and I hope your weekend was better than mine.

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Jaydreamer
#1
That's incredibly unfortunate... I'm so sorry you had to go through all of that. But really, don't blame yourself for all of this happening. Yes, you didn't back up your files, you brought your pencil case with you, but it's definitely not 100% your fault. You couldn't have foreseen any of this happening, and it's sad that we have to watch out for these things in the first place. I'm glad you had such amazing friends to comfort you and still have fun afterwards. But whoever those thieves were, them. There's no excuse to justify stealing something that's practically worthless monetarily but so full of sentimental value. Just don't let it get to you too much. I'm sorry your visit to San Francisco went terribly... maybe sometime later you can give Norcal another chance? It is a great place. But thanks for sharing what happened, and I hope your trip to New York goes a lot better!
Fluffoutprincess #2
I didn't have that much stolen but I can understand. I got my phone stolen and the thing that hurt me most is two years of my college life that got lost along with the phone in form of photos , which I didn't back up. I got some of my photos back which I uploaded on social media or shared with friends but there were tonnes of videos and photos that I lost, and they don't value a damn thing to anybody except me. I just wanted whoever stole my phone to return my memory card but ....