I got mugged today

I got mugged today, in Kipsta, Stockholm, Sweden. They took my phone, credit cards, asked for credit card passwords (sic!), and started looking how to look inside my backpack. They held a knife to my throat when I said I won’t give them the PINs, and when I screamed for police they beat me up a little and run away. Few interesting observations:

1) I would’ve had a knife in my pocket like I always do if it wasn’t for airport security that doesn’t let you take one. I would still be in a 3v1 at a severe disadvantage, but all of the chances of defending myself were taken away in the name of security. Thanks, law.

2) They run away as soon as I started making noise, but possibly because they already had some loot; it’s possible that they’d silence me and search properly if I started screaming right away. I’ll miss the phone numbers and pictures from the phone, but I take some comfort in the fact that nobody’s going to buy a used, worn-out Jolla phone, and that they didn’t manage to take anything from the credit cards in the 15 minutes I needed to block them.

3) Right after that my first priority was blocking the credit cards, changing my email password and revoking my ssh keys. The latter two are hardly recoverable from the phone that you don’t know the passcode to, not in a matter of minutes anyway, but with the police, ambulance etc it took at least an hour for me to get to a safe place with the internet and take call of all the things that I actually still had. Also, Google is not smart enough to terminate your existing IMAP sessions after you change the password to your account (I received the “your password has been changed” email while logged in with the old one). Pathetic.

4) Swedish police was quite interested in possible fingerprints at first, but then lost all interest after a dog couldn’t sniff out the attackers. Either they gave up on the case as soon as the dog did, or realised that it won’t be much use anyway. Clearly, taking fingerprints off your citizens isn’t worth fuck all. Swedish ambulance figured that a hit on the head didn’t kill me and declared that even if my toes are broken (they hurt quite a lot) you don’t put toes in casts anyway, so I can go get myself an xray at the hospital if I feel like it. Sure, I’m gonna call a taxi with my stole phone and pay for it with my stolen money. Good riddance.

5) One of the first things police asked for is “Do you have «find my iphone?»” If you have an iphone, get yourself a “find my iphone” I guess.

Bottom line, I’m okay, but don’t expect me to answer my phone for a while (not that I was very good at answering it anyway :))