I filed a police report yesterday.
This time, I called the police at around noon so that they wouldn't show up at 2 in the morning while I slept again. They arrived after 6pm.
Two guys came in; one looked like Mike from Mike & Molly (but slimmer).
"Yeah....it's gone." - when talking about my phone.
"The bus was full and nobody helped you??" - said in disbelief. Nope.
"So you were on the bus, not paying attention to your surroundings..."
Seriously? Who is alert for a 60 minute bus ride that's taken twice a day ever day?? I'd have an ulcer. Again.
"My daughter wants to play cello...god knows why," he says with misery. WHAT?!
"Because cello is awesome??" I respond.
"Yeah, I guess," he says halfheartedly, while looking at my cello.
Needless to say, I'm not holding my breath.
But at least I did SOMETHING, right?