So I have a co-worker and friend who was robbed on christmas day.
He was at his mother's for Christmas dinner, and when he came home his bed was missing, along with some movies. I gave him a spare queen mattress I had lying around, and when we took it over there we learned he was also missing his acoustic guitar.
This guitar was valued at $20,000. In the eighties.
My friend is Italian. He grew up in Vegas.
I feel so sorry for the people that stole his shit. He is going to go by the pawn shops and the police station tomorrow, but I have a feeling he is going to deal with this himself. It won't be any fun for the parties involved, that is for sure.
He was at his mother's for Christmas dinner, and when he came home his bed was missing, along with some movies. I gave him a spare queen mattress I had lying around, and when we took it over there we learned he was also missing his acoustic guitar.
This guitar was valued at $20,000. In the eighties.
My friend is Italian. He grew up in Vegas.
I feel so sorry for the people that stole his shit. He is going to go by the pawn shops and the police station tomorrow, but I have a feeling he is going to deal with this himself. It won't be any fun for the parties involved, that is for sure.