“You live here?”  He shook his head in utter disbelief.  Defiantly I replied, “Yes we do.”  Shuffling his feet, “Shooo if that’s all that was taken you were lucky  The cop on the other side of the fence looked twice at me and once at my roommate.  “No sir. We’re straight.  Can you please make sure you patrol around here more often …at night.  Sir it’s a scary place.”   At this, I felt Irfan’s eyes diving into me in a this girl’s got balls manner.

“We get around here as much as we can Mam.  We have a lot to do.”  I bit my tongue and swallowed my reply, “Show me where it was. Yeah. Let me come in.”  As we walked up the stairs the stairs to the kitchen I had no doubt he was indeed casing the joint.  I imagine he’s seen one to many bad things occur, the couple that appears to be nice may be legit till someone pulls out a gun.

It happened just as I said it did to the cop.  Having just got off a two hour phone conversation with the partners of the company I was exhausted. Two of the partners are techies – the third one has more sales knowledge but still doesn’t quite understand the process.  We were figuring out our tactic with a Hospital in Washington state and trying to decide our best approach.  After going head to head with boss 2 & 3 I spoke to boss 1 who said, “It was good to see you stand your ground.  Welcome to my world.”  I then did something I rarely do in the middle of the day, I went to say hi to the local thugs.  Standing on the street my back was turned from my front door.  He saw his opportunity, darted up the front stairs, grabbed my Toshiba Tablet PC and he was back out the door before I saw him.  He did it with such infection that he didn’t have time to grab the power cord.  This morning, I was thankful that for once, my IPOD was not connected.  And today I am still pissed as hell and fuck it! I’m calling the cops from now on.