Life at home

Well, George. How are you?

Happy as a clam. And you?

Aha! I know.

We have a house cleaner. Not my choice, it came with the house...landlord wants us to have one, which I can understand. But... my old little digital camera and these gift coupons that I got from my boss at work went missing. I can't say for SURE that he is guilty, but I can't rule it out either. I went through everything in my room - and i do mean literally everything, inch by inch...including pockets, purses, under bed, even checked inside of the duvet cover....not sure why exactly... it's nowhere to be found. it's not at work.
how do i bring up such a thing if i can't prove anything...plus i don't want to blame the guy, what if he didn't do it and i'm a retard, having misplaced them somewhere (ummm... kinda doubt that). so i did nothing so far...but it makes me feel uncomfortable. if i don't bring it up and it indeed was him..well, then i should do something. ultimately i won't know one way or the other...not sure what to do if anything.

Maybe bring it up some indirect way with the landlord.
Like "has anyone reported . . ."

Landlord lives in Singapore...

I know I should just ask him casually: "have you by any chance seen a small digital camera and a bunch of coupons? I seem to have misplaced them and can't find them anywhere..." -- but he could take it in all sorts of ways. Guess I better give it a try or else it will bug me.

Ack.

That would have the potential to aggravate me greatly.

I once apparently threw out two important rolls of film from one of my italy trips - actually, my first Firenze visit. Must have been nestled in some thrown out newspapers, no one to blame but myself - fill in swear words of desolation.

I also had a camera stolen, my dad's old Argus. Still mad about that, but in that case, I've a few possible perps. Was it the theater director on coke, or my business partner's son, or...
To no avail, of course, and years have gone by.

hm. i only have one possible perp...and he comes to clean my house once a week. of course it could have been something else... but in the meantime once a week i cringe as i know he's going through my stuff in my room. not happy....must address it in SOME way i guess.

Got to add, it might have been the owners of the place I rented the storage garage from. So, me with inchoate loss, as a lot of personal treasures in that carton were missing.

Yes - agree, must be addressed. You discovered this in a timely manner, whereas I figured out stuff was missing months later..

I wouldn't let him in the room again, not that I know how you could do that - given there is a chance you are wrong. Can you ask for another cleaner?

Replies to self in a kind of memoriam - my grandfather's ornate gold watch was missing, and the gold cross with pearls from the Farrrows for my baptism or birth, as were items without the word gold... the whole memorabilia box was gone. I see it as junkie treasure. Too bad I was so stupid as not to keep it with me at the time - though if it was the director (no surer about that), it happened when I was still living there.

I dunno, is there any way to flag the guy without being completely accusatory?

had a very good sony cd walkman stolen at work about 7 years ago, it was on a desk, covered with a folded jacket, we had a few different people working in the office that day, but the main suspect was the nephew (about 16 working on spring break) of a guy who did a lot of work with us at the time, i didn't notice the walkman missing until everyone was gone for the day, but i do remember walking into the office in the afternoon as they were packing up and the kid seemed pretty sheepish, where as he'd been pretty easy going in the morning

unfortunately i couldn't really accuse anybody, since everyone was gone and 3 other people had been in the office at one point or another

that sucks ass... but i still can't understand why you'd snatch something if you were the ONLY cleaner and the only possible suspect. makes no sense to me -- which is why i am trying to imagine in my head (few a few weeks now) where i could have misplaced the camera and gift cards. but i come up with naught.

wish i had an answer for you, has this happened to anyone else in the building, are you the only foreigner in the building, is this maybe why you might have been targeted, figuring you wouldn't want the hassle

nah, i have two housemates - one norwegian, one indian (though grew up in UK). the cleaner is himself from surinam i think - we are all a bunch of foreigners.

but i can ask my housemates whether they are not missing anything...yes, i'll start there. if not, i will ponder some more. if yes, confront the cleaner politely.

wish i could offer more than good luck

Oy that's not good. Can't you lock your door and clean yourself? If the landlord
should complain you can tell him of your suspicion. It's aggravating and who
knows what goes missing the next time....

Can you trap him? A few bills kind of hidden, but not well, just before he cleans? Check when he's done, if your schedule permits. Ah, he might be expecting something like that, but one way, you'll know for sure, and the other, you'll be where you are right now.

grrrrrr. the scrawny pants emo boy has brought some friends over at 5am this morning. 5 fuckin am. they were up till 8 or 9, i don't know. not that they were making too much noise, but enough to wake me up repeatedly, leading to weird frantic dreams...and now i'm tired and cranky. certainly not my idea of a pleasant weekend. didn't sign up to live in a fraternity.

just venting here before i have a talk with him in a little more mature way, hopefully. unless i explode. he's hopefully moving out in a few weeks, i can't bloody wait. it was TWICE this week that he had someone staying over in our living room without telling me beforehand - just someone crashing after they went out drinking till morning. i find it utterly disrespectful - it only happens when our third housemate is not at home - so it shows how much he respects my presence here and my expressed wishes. we talked about this before and i told him i want to know beforehand when someone is staying over.... gah. little shithead.

<sitting right behind you, furrow my brow, puts on very stern and steely look towards little scrawny pants and waits for the doc to have serious words whilst frowning>