For those of us magical beings choosing to play in this dimension (you may not realise it, but yes, that includes YOU) you may occassionally brush with some brutish barbarians. (Boggled by the term muggle? do check it). I was indeed mugged by a muggle two nights ago. I wasn’t terribly distraught, definitely a bit bummed that I had to say cheers to the cybershot & phone as they effected an enforced redistribution though.
The freaky thing is I got to negotiate with my suddenly significant armed mugger to determine what he’d find valuable as a take-away, rather than dash off into the blackness with ALL my goodies which would be largely useless to him. I called him back as was running off & he duly returned (?!) and more bizarrely, he handed my bag to me & waited while I found the sacrificial saleable items. Think he was more startled than me in the end, yelling back as he dissolved into the night that I was f*cking lucky!! Mmm, true that.
(So to those who have been trying to call me to no avail, my apologies , I’m sorting out my comms this afternoon)
[Funny, like some kind of prescience, the shot above was shot only a few hours before leaving my office with said camera, including phone and soon to be crashing desktop. Taken as a reply to Mike's workstation posting. I'd been experienced a pang of empathy for fellow desktops that have succumbed to the irrevocable descent into the 2nd Law of Thermodynamics.. and felt the need for compulsive disclosure that humans feel every now & then.]
Mugging I took in my stride, but what devastated me, was last night my hard-drive had a near-death experience. I’ve watched enough data recovery from seemingly dearly departed drives to have hope, but I was still scared, pale & nauseous as the angel PC paramedic Shawn Schwegman (Geotab) did emergency surgery.
Saw a doci last year on one of the biggest data recovery centres in the States that employed LifeLine councellors on their call-in lines.. I know why now! But thanks to Kristoph & Shawn my machine & I survived the ordeal. Whew thank you guys.
Think I’m over-reacting?Wait till it happens to you :-/ .. it feels like a dear friend has died, seriously.Couldn’t sleep until 3am from the adrenaline rush.
What have we become that some of us have this kind of tangible intimacy with a machine?!
Note to self: Think all this tech/comms wobble is a none-too-subtle hint that it’s time to upgrade my internal OS too..
It’s happened to me twice, bye bye 9100 & 6210. Thank goodness for insurance & a friends granny for giving me one of her valiums after the stripped to my boxers & socks experience. I love Cape Town
eish my matey.. dodgy! Thank goodness I wasn’t stripped to boxers & socks %-* whew.. my mugger was quite an obliging fellow all things considered.
Guess this is the opportunity cost of living in this so-beautiful-it’s-almost-silly city
I’m glad you’re ok. Rafiq, I’m glad I didn’t see you in your boxers :P
By the grace of God, I remain unscathed. How long for?
mmm.. gotta be some kind of angel if you get to walk around in the big bad *Jozi* streets unscathed!
I once saw a lank skinny guy running down the road butt naked shouting that someone must catch the thieves who took his stuff. Damn, it mustv been kak for him… he didn’t even care that he was running on the main road naked… hai mm mm, mzanzi.