Tác giả: Nguyễn Phương Hoa
Bài viết nằm trong series “Experience the Unusual” của tác giả Nguyễn Phương Hoa.
Part three of “Experience the Unusual” features the accounts of how things I use every day were taken away from me and never came back.
I have always been proud of not losing anything I own the entire time, until two weeks into my first year in college. I lost my newly bought Iphone during my first trip to the mall due to my carelessness. I did take the blame for this incident and bought a new one with the money I earned from washing dishes in the dining halls. So what’s unusual about this?
Whoever took my device did pick up the phone three-freaking-times, on the exact same day, when my roommate tried to reach me. Remarkably, one time “she” shouted into the phone:”Stop calling my boyfriend, b*tch*!!!” I personally think that reaction was extraordinary. :0
At that point, I thought I could never lose anything again, not even any item as nearly expensive. The main and probably the most agonizing story yet, has just happened two weeks ago.
Mar.3, I made a debut on Mount Holyoke Campus Police’s Daily Crime Log.
Coming back to my room in the evening, I was terrified to find out my lovely chubby Dell which had a cute zebra skin on (which made it really recognizable), had gone missing from my supposedly locked room.
I called my life adviser Lan immediately to seek for calmness. I then went on to report my case to Campus Police. After that I emailed my roommate Ani since she didn’t have a phone and finally got to meet her half an hour later. Ani was as shocked upon hearing the news. As if the incident was not bizarre enough, she added a piece of information that had since caused me so much frustration.
Flashback to the beginning of the day, Mar. 3 was a Thursday when I had classes at UMass so I left the room early in the morning. As usual, I did not return until 5pm. I left after a while and didn’t pay attention to what was on my table, or to be more precise, what was not on it.
Most of the time Ani is the last person to shut the door and that day was not an exception. Yet, when I met her that night, she told me that by 3pm, she got back and the door was left open. Her initial thought was that I might have been in the room, but I wasn’t. Again, I did not come back anytime during the day. And Ani didn’t notice if my laptop was there, but thankfully her Mac was still on her table.
I tried to picture all types of scenarios of me bringing my Dell out of the room and perhaps mindlessly leaving it somewhere. But I couldn’t. I clearly remember that morning picking up my headphones on my laptop and putting it in my bag. The point is, the laptop must have been in my room.
In my dorm we use a card-swiping system, meaning only certain people have access to rooms. In this case, only Ani, I and the SCA (senior community advisor) can enter our room. Given this fact, if Ani did really shut the door, I could track who else swiped into my room during that shady time frame.
The report came out after numerous efforts and pushes from me to CamPo. Noone used a card to get in my room, except for me, at 5pm.
I’m hesitant to have to believe my roommate did forget to lock the room. Yet there’s not even a trace of what else could have happened. But even if the door was open, how on earth would anyone do such thing to me? You cannot casually walk into someone’s room, take their most valuable belonging and flee away.
Much of my faith in this campus as a safe place for me has since vanished. If I could not even feel safe in my room, where could I be?
Fun fact: At this exact same time last year, I received a glitter hate mail tucked on my door. It made me wonder if this correlation would somehow be purposeful. Hopefully next year I will not be here to have to suffer this type of insanity.
One might ask: “What about the data I store in my old computer?” Luckily, I have been doing my schoolwork and everything on Google Drive so yep, I did not lose things. And I don’t have any secret in it as well, so haha. Great tip for you guys out there, cause you never know!
Mar. 17. My new babe arrived. That is a total of two weeks of me doing without a laptop. I guess from now on I have to follow my mother’s advice, which is to put my laptop in my suitcase, lock it and bring the key with me every time I go out.
→ Murphy’s Law: “Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.” I have been trying to laugh it off whenever the worse of the worst occurred to me. Somehow devils seem to enjoy staying with me.
But well, at least I’m getting better at being patient, optimistic and undaunted. And I’m officially in a relationship with The Most Unexpected Surprises!