People seem to really like stealing from me

I got my phone and my wallet stolen last Friday.

It was a fairly traumatizing experience that I can go rambling about for hours, but somehow I don’t want to. Maybe it’s still to painful, or maybe I just don’t want to acknowledge the fact that it happened mostly because of my spaceyness and carelessness. Either way, I am posting about a different kind of robbery that happened to me a while back but never had the chance to blog about.

A few months ago, I noticed some clothes missing from my closet. At first, I thought it simply got mixed up in the laundry, but after taking inventory of my clothes, i started realizing that I was losing too many items, and I was beginning to doubt if it was our laundrywoman’s fault at all. I think someone was raiding my closet and getting my clothes. my prime suspect was the new maid.

I texted my mom about it and told her of my suspicions. She of course texted our landlord to ask him about who had access to our room, but he flat out dismissed the idea of his staff stealing from me.  He said that the maid didn’t have keys to our room, while the housekeeper has been a trusted employee for over 20 years.

Having no proof that they were actually taking stuff from me, I decided to let go of the accusation. By then, I was missing around 5 pieces. But I was willing to get over it and move on to new articles of clothing in my life.

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Earlier this evening, I was browsing through some of my old photos, when I suddenly saw myself wearing shirts that I haven’t seen in my closet for a while. I had forgotten for  a while that they existed but I realized that they were probably taken along with the rest of the missing stuff.

Because of this recently acquired information, my anger is burning anew and I need some way to bring this situation to the surface, which is why I decided to blog about the stuff I lost. For documentation purposes I suppose. Here are my clothes that are now MIA.

1. & 2. My stripey blouse and white shorts_IGP4394

3. My colorful hoodie 9331_1045488992814_1693321990_93392_2010444_n

4. My blue spaghetti strapped top allie lando 2

5.  My brown and white striped shorts IMGP3696

6. My patterned blue blouseIMGP0197

7. My Team Manila Jose Rizal shirt 25655_1100981580094_1693321990_200118_7924923_n

To try to monitor my clothes and prevent this from ever happening again, I now religiously list down the number of clothes me and Max have laundered, along with the breakdown of what kinds they are. I also bought padlocks for our closets. Hopefully it won’t happen again.

What irks and makes me suspicious the most is that this never happened last year with the last maid, and neither did this happen when I started having my clothes laundered during the summer. The new maid arrived around the first month of classes, and that’s when all my clothes started disappearing.

Coincidence? I don’t think so.

But when it comes down to it, I don’t really care who took them, or how, or why. I just know that I wish I could have them back. :(

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2 Responses to “People seem to really like stealing from me”


  1. 1 Diana Roldan August 30, 2010 at 10:34 pm

    Luckily, I haven’t been a victim for quite a long time. I believe, my natural OC-ness saved me several times. I never submit laundry without 2 sets of complete lists I keep for myself and the laundry service. It’s like a contract agreement. Haha!

    When somebody from the dormitory started getting my coffee packs, and some canned goods from another dormmate, I posted a little discriminating message in our pantry. I don’t want it to get worse.

    I also try my best to remember people who borrow my stuff.

    And I am always reminded by the advice of a high school teacher that during commuting, you should look “masungit.” I also developed another strategy, which is really hard… you should try not to stand out. :))

    Sana di na maulit Allie! >:D<

    • 2 alliekabok August 31, 2010 at 8:29 pm

      Diana, you actually gave me a lot of good ideas! Hahaha. I’ve been making lists of my laundry but only for myself, but I think it would be better if I gave our laundrywoman a copy too. :D

      Buti nalang wala pa saking nananakaw from the ref! Although it may be because I don’t put much there in the first place. XD

      Mahirap yung not to stand out. WAHAHA JOKE.

      Thanks Diana! >:D<


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Allie has seen many a dust bunny in her lifetime, most of them in her dorm room. She is often mistaken as a 13-year old, further intensified by her weird fashion choices that mostly involve cutesy patootsie rings, colorful knee high socks, and ribbons and bows in her hair. She dreams of waking up one day and finding herself as a character in Star Wars. Preferably a jedi. With a purple lightsaber.

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