Stolen bike

My bike got stolen yesterday, sometime between 11:30am and 2pm.  I got a call from the concierge desk, indicating that my bike is not chained to something solid.  There had been some theft recently the lady over the phone said.  Well, I saw my bike just the day before and it was still there, so I didn't pay much attention to it.  Besides, why would anyone want my 15 year-old bike?  Having said that though, I always wonder whenever I go down to the garage whether my bike will still be there.  At 2pm yesterday, I took the elevator down to the parking garage.  It looked like most people have left for the holidays.  The garage was largely empty.  I could see my parking spot and my neighbours have left already.  Something looked amiss.  Where was my bike?  I got closer to look.  I got in front of the parking spot.  Gone.  An angry feeling came over me.  That wasn't good I thought.  I shouldn't be mad while riding my motorbike but I couldn't help feeling vulnerable because someone had stolen something from you.  It's some black guy on security tape that apparently got into the garage and took the bike up outside the building to load them into a truck/van.  I sure hope that guy gets caught!  My bike is not worth much.  I bought it for less than $200 in 1999 or 2000.  It's about 15 years old and it's about time I upgrade to a lighter bike.  Nevertheless, it's been a good bike I've taken to everywhere I could take it to.  It's a bike I'd use for going shopping and to visit my parents in the summer.  It was a sad loss to say the least.

Yes, we're talking about my bicycle, not my motorcycle.  They stole my blue, Hard Drive mountain bike.