My faith in humanity has not been restored, but I do have my flash drive back. It "mysteriously" appeared on the table in the office, after I checked the office 3 times then had someone else check it with me, to the point of searching the trash can.
So, someone was kind enough to return it. Either they realized it wasn't worth anything to them, or they were done messing with me. Right now, it doesn't even matter. I'm just glad to have my files back. It doesn't seem like anyone tampered with them but I still feel kind of violated and sick.
So, someone was kind enough to return it. Either they realized it wasn't worth anything to them, or they were done messing with me. Right now, it doesn't even matter. I'm just glad to have my files back. It doesn't seem like anyone tampered with them but I still feel kind of violated and sick.