Dave Combden saves the day
May 31, 2012
Aug 08, 2013
Then the phone appeared. It was positively identified by Laura's music on it, more specifically, 'Dave Combden sings the Monkees'. I'm glad I got to be an integral part of this caper, especially being half a world away.
P.S. A lot of this post I just copy and pasted from an email from Laura, so credit where credit is due. Proper citation is the cornerstone of any successful civilization, that's my motto.
My sister, Laura, lost her iPhone last week. She was at a bar and lost it there. She was able to track it and found out who had it, a guy who worked at the bar she was at and I guess found it later that night or the next day. They had set up a rendezvous for him to return it (at a strip club, creep), so Laura went with Duncan, her boyfriend, but the guy didn't show up. After that, he refused to give it back, so she got one of her cop friends to go pay him a visit at his house. The cop leaned on him a bit, because he kept denying everything, the phone, the strip club, everything, and he refused to admit that the phone he had was Laura's. He had replaced the sim card and renamed it from Laura's iPhone to sran phone, thinking he'd covered his tracks pretty nicely. The cop told him that the phone was going from lost to stolen, and if it was indeed the same phone he had then charges would be laid.