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len.</h1><p id="349b">I was at Spring Awakening Music festival my friend Erica when we found a nice spot to watch the DJ “Yellow Claw”.</p><p id="3fc6">I had just recently started my YouTube journey by vlogging and I gathered a lot of entertaining clips throughout the weekend.</p><p id="002c">It was time for one of my favorite artists of the night, so I instinctively pulled out my phone to record a bit of the show.</p><p id="4f72">It’s not there.</p><p id="d472">I panicked a little bit and felt everywhere on my body for it.</p><p id="ee15">No luck. Maybe it fell behind me just a few feet? Not there either.</p><p id="8e75"><b>At this point, I began losing patience and hope. I finally accepted that I was a new victim of pick-pocketing.</b

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</p><p id="7f5c">I couldn’t believe it.</p><p id="5536">All of the vlog footage of spring awakening, gone. All of those amazing pictures we took? Those are gone too.</p><p id="c3fa">At the lost and found area, there were more than 200 people praying their phones were found as well. All of us, out of luck.</p><p id="ebd2" type="7">I was more stressed out about the memories lost rather than the piece of hardware that went missing.</p><p id="ea5c">On the bright side of things, we got another day to have a great time and enjoy electronic dance music.</p><p id="3051">I didn’t dwell on this for too long, but from one raver to another… just cover your ass and keep track of your shit.</p><p id="04b4">Your friend, Jordan :)</p></article></body>

Pick-Pocketed at a Concert

Don’t forget to utilize tight pockets, button-up pockets, fanny packs, and your hands to protect your phone!

Photo by Tarun Dhiman on Unsplash

Want to know one way to make your weekend at a music festival unforgettable?

You could get your phone stolen.

I was at Spring Awakening Music festival my friend Erica when we found a nice spot to watch the DJ “Yellow Claw”.

I had just recently started my YouTube journey by vlogging and I gathered a lot of entertaining clips throughout the weekend.

It was time for one of my favorite artists of the night, so I instinctively pulled out my phone to record a bit of the show.

It’s not there.

I panicked a little bit and felt everywhere on my body for it.

No luck. Maybe it fell behind me just a few feet? Not there either.

At this point, I began losing patience and hope. I finally accepted that I was a new victim of pick-pocketing.

I couldn’t believe it.

All of the vlog footage of spring awakening, gone. All of those amazing pictures we took? Those are gone too.

At the lost and found area, there were more than 200 people praying their phones were found as well. All of us, out of luck.

I was more stressed out about the memories lost rather than the piece of hardware that went missing.

On the bright side of things, we got another day to have a great time and enjoy electronic dance music.

I didn’t dwell on this for too long, but from one raver to another… just cover your ass and keep track of your shit.

Your friend, Jordan :)

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