My Irish friend's sister's iPod disaster.

This happened during the night of 4/28/11, starting around 6 PM and ending over four hours later. It all started from a missing iPod.

My Irish Friend was relaxing in his bedroom when his sister suddenly burst in, accusing him of stealing her iPod. That was a ridiculous accusation, he already had his own iPod for a long time and had no reason to take hers. He probably wouldn't want to, it's probably full of girly songs and she has a boyfriend who likely sends her... messages.

My Irish Friend has three sisters. The one in this post doesn't even have the same last name as him. His is Smith, hers is Beavers. So in this post I will call her the Blamey-Beaver. She likes blaming.

So, since he didn't take her iPod, he said "I don't have your iPod." She ignored that. She insisted that he took it, and it invariably led to an argument that soon caught the attention of their stepmother.

So now it also has the attention of their dad. He was calm at first.

I will call him Angry Man. He got very angry after Irish Friend denied that he took Blamey-Beaver's iPod. So then Irish Friend said, "If you're so sure I took her iPod, look around. I SWEAR I DON'T HAVE IT."

(Note: Parents always tend to lean on the daughter's side. This is certainly the case in my household.)

So he looked all over Irish Friend's room. VIOLENTLY. He overturned everything and opened up everything to find the iPod that was not there.

Before he looked around, the room was clean like this:

Then it was like this. But 5x worse.

After he made the mess, Irish Friend cleaned it up after telling his sister to look in her own room for the iPod.

Meanwhile, their dad (Angry Man) was flipping out. He was screaming and shouting and cussing as loud as he could while running around the house. You could hear it a block away.

This is their actual house. Don't be looking for any street signs or addresses,
because there aren't any, you creeper.

Eventually, his dad came back, still angry. He asked one more time if Irish Friend had taken Blamey-Beaver's  iPod and he said NO!!! Then Angry Man got crazy again. He messed up the room, again. And it was just done being cleaned.

At this point, Blamey-Beaver was bawling her eyes out. She ran away and went down to hide down by Rite Aid. It took them until 10 PM to finally find out where she was AND make her come home.

This is her likely path, about 0.77 miles or 3/4 miles.

After they got her home, everything was cooled down again. I still don't know if she ever found her iPod.

Anyways, you can see how a small, innocent object can cause a big mess and fill a house with the stench of stress and anger, which has happened many times in my life.

BYE-BYE FOR NOW.