The Time My iPod Went Missing for 10 Days Without Explanation
Posted on Friday, March 8th, 2013 by Austin Gerth
[This is something I forgot to blog about while it was happening because I was pretty distraught.]
I’m the worst kind of music nerd, so I nearly had a heart attack one evening when I reached up to my iPod dock (which sits on one of the shelves above my dorm room desk) to throw on some suitable homework-doing music, only for my hand to grasp empty air where the iPod should have been, uh, docked. The iPod was missing for 10 days straight, and I nearly died of sorrow. It was a period of immense inner turmoil and self-contemplation. There were two possibilities: either the iPod had actually been (gasp!) stolen (which would not only mean it was probably gone forever, but also that theft and crime do exist on Concordia’s campus–a realization that would have been like getting told Santa doesn’t exist times 1000), or I was the victim of a most vile and heinous prank.
Initially the prank idea seemed like the most obvious possibility because my floor mate Nahaylem had already vowed vengeance upon my roommate and I for doing unsavory things to possessions he’d forgotten in our room. Additionally, my other floor mates (NOT including myself) had, the very evening the iPod went missing, pulled a prank that involved hiding Nahaylem’s prized headphones in my dorm room. When I noticed my iPod was missing, I immediately noted that Nahaylem’s headphones were gone from where my floor mates had hidden them (in plain sight). Case closed, I thought: clearly Nahaylem had taken the iPod as misdirected retribution for hiding his headphones; however, when confronted about the missing device, he presented a weirdly convincing argument for his own innocence. I didn’t eliminate him as a suspect, but I decided not to badger him about it for the time being.
As the days wore on, the iPod’s disappearance looked to be a perfect crime: there were no leads and no way to eliminate suspects–it could have been anybody. Passing time made it seem more and more likely that the iPod had actually been stolen, and darkness descended upon me.
My torment ended one night as a friend was leaving and noticed out a strangely placed dirty sock laying right outside my door. After she left, I investigated the sock, picking it up and noting a strangely iPod shaped lump inside it. I reached inside and removed my lost iPod, which was sitting in the sock silently playing through all my collected musics. There has still been no explanation for why the iPod disappeared, or why it reappeared in a discarded sock. I am not currently pursuing the case any further.