Last night around 11 p.m., a teenager was looking in my living room window. He looked startled to find me there with my friends and said he had the wrong house. I didn’t think much of it until an hour later when I went to bed and found some lights on. My jeans pockets had been emptied out, my bureau had been rifled through, and my old laptop was missing. I’m missing all my tips that I made from this weekend (I work at Mezzaluna), some other cash I had tucked away, and my old laptop. It is an old iBook and has been broken for 2 years, but I had been meaning to try and get some stuff off of it.
I’m the same person that posted a couple of months ago about someone stealing parts off of my car in broad daylight. I live near the MLK & Yesler corner. Thieves are getting a lot more brave these days. Be careful!