Let me tell you about what happened to me last Sunday. I arrived to my volunteering shift with Pet Pack. Helped set up, started giving out dog and cat food and other things that I had bought and brought with me to give away. After about 15 minutes I decided to go and get my phone from my car because my friend and mechanic was coming in all the way from Bend to fix whatever was wrong with the shifter in my car.
Next thing I know.....I can't find my phone. So I check my car. My pockets. Dig around the Pet Pack stuff. No phone. I start to panic and feel very stressed and sad. My phone is not locked. So everything on it is available.
I had no idea how to do that "find my phone" thing.
My mechanic somehow found me and since he too has an Android we started locating my phone with/on his phone.
Somebody else walked us through the process, a houseless guy that was like a genius. Otherwise we (me and my mechanic) would had never been able to figure it out. I am NOT a technical person.
We all hop in my car to go and try to find my phone. I can see that it is on the move. Somewhere around downtown Portland. I asked all kinds of people, offering $100 to get my phone back but nobody knew anything about my phone. The houseless guy had to leave eventually (I was super impressed by him by the way, really cool guy), so then I decided to go to the police station on SW 2nd Ave. At this point I am crying, not hysterically but I am super sad.
See.....the last two years I've had enormous stress. Some of the things I have not shared in the blog. And it is never ending, it is just one thing after another. I have basically reached a point where I can't take it anymore. A stolen phone on top of it, it was just too much. I am so tired mentally from all the stress that I have been through that even a simple small task can feel like a mountain.
A police officer inside the police station asked me where we had last pinged the phone. Around Union Station area I said. He told me to drive over to Union Station and said there would be another police officer waiting for me there.
And yes, when I got there, there were two police officers - a female and a male. I explained the situation, they asked my mechanic if they could borrow his phone and told us to wait. About 20 or 30 minutes go by and next thing I know the female police officer is outside my car with my phone in her hand.
UNREAL! LIKE HOW? I asked her if I could give her a hug and she said yes. They said some guy had my phone (thanks a lot you asshole).
I am just so GRATEFUL I got my phone back. I decided that I will get both officers coffee giftcards from Stumptown Coffee (my fave coffee shop in Portland) next time I am in Portland. They were amazing. And the female officer was super hot. Thank You Portland Police! ❤
Stolen Phone
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Kisa on :
What a story! 😄👮♀️😍 Well done!
TATIANA Post author on :
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