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I feel violated.

Today, between checking for a wifi signal at one bus stop, and arriving at Barnes & Noble to pick up the latest free e-book, my iPod Touch vanished from my pocket. I don’t know if I simply forgot to put it back in my pocket at the bus stop, or it fell out of my pocket on the bus, or somewhere on the bicycle ride to Barnes & Noble after getting off the bus. The important thing is that it is gone.

I retraced my steps looking for it, of course. I called the bus office and asked them to see if anyone had found it on the bus. I went back to the bus stop where I had checked for wifi. It was all fruitless.

The device wasn’t exactly new. It’s a 32-gig first-generation model, and I’ve had it for a couple of years now. It was battered, and the serial port wasn’t working right anymore. But I kept a lot of e-books on it, I read my RSS feeds through it, I twittered from it, and I kept my check register there to keep track of my finances. I knew every dent in its case, every scuff on its screen. It was a familiar face.

It really was like a part of me. My first action anywhere I had a spare moment was to pull it out and scan for a wifi signal, to see if I could check my mail.

And now it’s gone, and I feel violated. Not least because it had all my passwords on it, too. Time to start changing those I guess.

Worst of all, I can’t even afford to buy another one right now. A refurbished 32-gig iPod Touch is $259 on the Apple store. Even an 8-gig is $149. I might be able to find a deal on eBay, but it will still run into a lot of money. And without a full-time, steady job, I’m barely managing to make ends meet as it is.

Aggravatingly, I know my iPod Touch has all the information on it necessary for its finder to track me down and return it if he felt like it. There are entries in the phone book that they could call until they find out who’s likely to own it. And it’s so beat up and battered that it’s not as if people should want to own it.

But not enough people will bother with that these days—if it’s not dishonesty, it’s downright laziness. I’m sure someone picked up the iPod Touch, pocketed it, and when they find out the charger doesn’t work right will just shrug and toss it in a drawer somewhere, never bothering to find out who it belonged to.

I’m very, very frustrated and disappointed.

 
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