boy do i have a tale to tell.
suzy markarian invited us over. singer and mother of the adorable new singing sensation sirusho (great vocal chords run in the family)... they live near the cascade so we parked near the cascade and went up to their apartment. like a good artist family, they invited us over at 11:00 pm, so by the time we left their apartment it was 1:30 am. we were coming down the stairs when we heard our car alarm... we started to run.
our car had been broken into and everything had been stolen. our coats, daily vernisage finds and more. my coat was of most value as it was down, warm and my favorite. we ran to the cascade security team and asked if they noticed anything at all. they went on offence and started running in different direction. arthur and i jumped in the car to cruise the area. upon turning a bend we saw two young men with plastic bags. we screeched in front of them... and when they saw us (in the car) they started to run. we jumped out and ran after them. they already had their head start and they ran off to the backstreets of buildings up towards baghramian street.
we called the police and waited for them to arrive (20 minutes later). they were mostly useless and were more interested in why i prefer life in yerevan instead of my coat which was travelling further and further away as they shot the breeze about the perils of armenia life. i felt violated and i already was wallowing in worry as to what i would do without the winter coat that had made me a warm happy yerevanian camper.
all of a sudden we got word that the cascade security team had ran on a rampage all over the area in search of the robbers and had been on a hot pursuit when they found all our stuff abandoned as the robbers got scared and ran away. all our stuff was recovered.
needless to say my security team will be getting nice magharichs for a job well done and i am happy to have our stuff back. i am sad we were not able to get those lakots because today it was us, tomorrow perhaps those less fortunate. so unfortunate
very sad reality but it happens all over the world... in every country and in every city. i hate that we always purify our race, pretending to not see that we too have negatives. those standards are not reality and those standards begin to confuse you when these things happen. and although these things happen everywhere in the world, i am happy to live in a community where it happens infrequently. this was rare.
but the funny part is through the whole ordeal we gained an interesting tale... and took back all our stuff... and two plastic bags that belonged to them thus taking from the takers. ha
suzy markarian invited us over. singer and mother of the adorable new singing sensation sirusho (great vocal chords run in the family)... they live near the cascade so we parked near the cascade and went up to their apartment. like a good artist family, they invited us over at 11:00 pm, so by the time we left their apartment it was 1:30 am. we were coming down the stairs when we heard our car alarm... we started to run.
our car had been broken into and everything had been stolen. our coats, daily vernisage finds and more. my coat was of most value as it was down, warm and my favorite. we ran to the cascade security team and asked if they noticed anything at all. they went on offence and started running in different direction. arthur and i jumped in the car to cruise the area. upon turning a bend we saw two young men with plastic bags. we screeched in front of them... and when they saw us (in the car) they started to run. we jumped out and ran after them. they already had their head start and they ran off to the backstreets of buildings up towards baghramian street.
we called the police and waited for them to arrive (20 minutes later). they were mostly useless and were more interested in why i prefer life in yerevan instead of my coat which was travelling further and further away as they shot the breeze about the perils of armenia life. i felt violated and i already was wallowing in worry as to what i would do without the winter coat that had made me a warm happy yerevanian camper.
all of a sudden we got word that the cascade security team had ran on a rampage all over the area in search of the robbers and had been on a hot pursuit when they found all our stuff abandoned as the robbers got scared and ran away. all our stuff was recovered.
needless to say my security team will be getting nice magharichs for a job well done and i am happy to have our stuff back. i am sad we were not able to get those lakots because today it was us, tomorrow perhaps those less fortunate. so unfortunate
very sad reality but it happens all over the world... in every country and in every city. i hate that we always purify our race, pretending to not see that we too have negatives. those standards are not reality and those standards begin to confuse you when these things happen. and although these things happen everywhere in the world, i am happy to live in a community where it happens infrequently. this was rare.
but the funny part is through the whole ordeal we gained an interesting tale... and took back all our stuff... and two plastic bags that belonged to them thus taking from the takers. ha
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