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I can deal with the frozen ice world of Halifax. In fact, I’m kind of over talking about it – some of these sunny afternoons, walking in the street in lieu of snowbanked sidewalks has given us a strange comedic solidarity with one another. But this is a different kind of bitterness: in January, my winter jacket (brand new for Christmas) was stolen from a local hostel/bar during a dance party. In the pockets, only the essential things for winter but not needed on the dance floor: hand-knit mittens, my favourite scarf, cards that cost me nearly $150 to replace, my third phone this year (the others being stolen or lost), twenty bucks and some other small, worthless things that were precious to me. And also my identification. I can’t seem to let this theft go. I feel like I’ve been invaded. Okay, take the phone and the cash from my pockets. Even the pretty Rhodochrosite that I’ve been hoping to find abandoned on the North End streets ever since. Take my mittens if you’re cold. But I’m a broke artist – don’t leave a person in the cold without a coat. I’m grateful to some kind strangers who drove me home in that -20 degree night, and the friend who found me a donated jacket to get me through the winter. I just wish the selfish person who left a big, ugly stain on an otherwise incredible night would do the right thing and return them. —Nightcall Bittercold
This article appears in Mar 26 – Apr 1, 2015.
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THE THIEF
“I feel like I’ve been invaded.” Nightfall Bittercold
The fact that you feel invaded is of no concern to the petty thief. He is one of the most contemptible sort of person there is. He is a sneak, one who by stealth will steal anything whenever the occasion arises. For him you are of no concern, only what he can steal. For him that is all that matters. He is evil. He is never caught in the act. If he were he would plead for mercy. He is a coward.
A pleasure as always,
Cheerio!
Guess you should have ponied up the dollar for coat check, huh? Also, the next time you want sympathy leave out the pretentious, “starving artist” routine.
Money and ID were in your coat and not with you? Also if you already had 2 other phones go poof why have a third stuck in your coat? Either pants with deep pockets or a small purse with a strap to wear around your neck would be good investments. And other ‘worthless’ yet ‘precious’ items should be left at home when you are out kicking up your heels. Hope your stuff may turn up but not likely. Years ago I lost items from a jacket and I certainly learned an important lesson only take what you may need and even then keep it with you.
Fuckin’ sucks, OB. I lost my keys once but I think some fuckass stole them for my AC/DC bottle opener keychain. It was rare and had come with the original pressings of Bonfire.
I also had some asshole steal a Black Halos cd from me.