Tom
I am a FH squatter
- Joined
- Dec 22, 2003
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Some thieving low-life pikey scumbag has stolen my phone. £380's worth of HTC One X, taken as I was filming superbikes at Brands Hatch. Taken, I might add, by either a paying spectator, or circuit staff (I believe the former to be the likelier story given the location of my camera).
I know I haven't lost a leg or been diagnosed with AIDS or something, but bloody hell I was angry. And my household insurance has a £350 excess, so it isn't worth bothering.
All my passwords have now been changed and thankfully all the important stuff is on Google so I don't have to arse around with that. I've locked it down with Cerberus, complete with a "this phone contains images of my dead relative, please please return it for a reward" message. Maybe, when it gets turned on and Cerberus updates their servers with it's exact location via GPS, I should raffle the address and reward anyone who goes around to that house and puts all the windows through. The IMEI and SIM have also been blocked, so essentially the thief now owns a worthless plastic paperweight.
Cunt.
I know I haven't lost a leg or been diagnosed with AIDS or something, but bloody hell I was angry. And my household insurance has a £350 excess, so it isn't worth bothering.
All my passwords have now been changed and thankfully all the important stuff is on Google so I don't have to arse around with that. I've locked it down with Cerberus, complete with a "this phone contains images of my dead relative, please please return it for a reward" message. Maybe, when it gets turned on and Cerberus updates their servers with it's exact location via GPS, I should raffle the address and reward anyone who goes around to that house and puts all the windows through. The IMEI and SIM have also been blocked, so essentially the thief now owns a worthless plastic paperweight.
Cunt.