CSI: Athens

So this is quite the story and on the advice of Elliot, I (Katy) decided to post the whole ordeal so I wouldn't have to tell the story over and over again (I have already lost count).

It is common knowledge that yesterday were the nuptials of Marshall and Erin (yay good times). So post-ceremony, we are all heading over to the conservatory where the reception was. This was all taking place at the Georgia Botanical Gardens. Anywho, after hitting up the bar (every good randb function has booze, c'mon people), I placed my purse at our table so I can go walk around and socialize free of the shackles of my purse. We see the wedding party is returning so we start to make our way to our table and I see my purse is missing. I'm like hmmm. I look around and don't see it. I'm thinking maybe it fell off the table and someone picked it up. It's bound to show up I am sure. So I grab the first waiter I see and tell him I am missing my purse and he tells me that he will ask around.

I go back to enjoying the eating and the drinking etc and then I start to realize that ... hmmm, in order to fly back to D.C., I need my ID which is in my purse ... HELLO PANIC. At this point, I go and talk to the event manager, the DJ makes an announcement, I'm retracing my steps, Austin and Jamie are checking around, etc. I decide to call my father because, well, father always knows best. I get upset and am crying because I am freaking out about getting back to D.C. The same waiter who was looking for the purse came out and asked if I had found it yet and I was like "No, and I'm starting to get concerned because if I don't find it, I'm stranded in Georgia etc etc." He tells me he'll go look through the trash to see if someone just took my cash and threw the bag away.

I head back in to the reception to watch the cake cutting, bouquet throwing etc and I turn around and there is the waiter with my purse! Oh happy day! I hug him and am so excited. I open the purse and all my cards are there with my ID, cell phone and camera, but my wallet is gone so I am out 40 bucks and my wallet. It's all quite weird because why would said culprit go to all the trouble of taking the cards out of the wallet? But moving on...

I take out my camera to continue documenting the occasion when I see there is a video on my camera that I didn't take so I watch it ...



Well isn't that interesting?! How the plot thickens. Apparently, the individual who took my camera accidentally taped himself in the process (strike 1 in the how not to commit a crime). I show a bunch of people (maybe some want to form a posse and teach the waiter a lesson) but decide best to not take justice in to our own hands. I go and show the event manager and she takes my camera and goes off to investigate. About 30 minutes later, she comes and gets me and tells me I need to come with her so I can talk to the police.

As we are walking to meet with the cop, she is telling me the story of what happened. She called all the event staff in to a room and was like a purse was stolen and there is a video of it etc etc I need to talk to all of you. So suddenly, one of the servers gets really ill and needs to go home (strike 2 in the how not to commit a crime). She says ok but she needs to talk to him first. He apparently goes out and starts chatting up the UGA cop who is on duty. While this is happening, the managers comes out and calls to the server ... who then begins to leave hastily (strike 3 in how not to commit a crime ... Colin and Melissa witness this). The manager calls to the cop who then goes and follows the guy and apprehends him. This is when I come in and I'm walking up the hill and I come face to face ... with the original waiter who was helping me and returned my purse!! WTF

So the cop comes over, asks what I'm missing etc etc, I fill out a statement. The guy is denying that he took anything blah blah blah. They look at the video and compare and are looking around with flashlights and such. I'm standing with another cop and the first cop comes up and has my wallet with him and is like "Yea he confessed" etc, etc. He then asks if I want to press charges and I say "Yes." I'm not going through all of this for nothing. So I fill out all this paper and work and talk to the cops for an hour or so. They come back and tell me that this guy has a record AND he had a gun laying in plain sight on his front seat. Well then. And then he tells me the guy said he's sorry. Well that's nice. So they read him his rights and all that jazz.

So yea, never a dull moment. But it makes for quite a good story.