You stole my stethoscope.
Granted, I left it on the truck over night, so I bear some responsibility for your theft of my stethoscope, but you still stole it.
It was underneath the control panel in the back when I got off the truck, and you were the only one who got anywhere near it over 12 hours. As a matter of fact, your partner that you worked with that night said you were the only one who even got in the back.
Nobody climbed into the back of the ambulance while you were posted, or at a hospital, to steal my stethoscope, and only my stethoscope, leaving the good drugs in the box.
You kind of gave it away when you took off real quick this morning.
My stethoscope is a 27 inch Littman Master Cardiology black edition. My wife gave it to me for Christmas. She also personalized it by purchasing the red binaurals with the grey eartips. So it’s unique. Nobody else has one like it. But you wouldn’t know that, since you are the kind of person who would steal another medic’s stethoscope.
And I took it to a jeweler to have my name engraved on it. Not on the chest piece, but inside. If you don’t know it’s there, you would never look for it.
I am going to catch you with my stethoscope at work, and I am going to take it back.
And then I am going to expose you for the stethoscope thief that you are.
It’s mine, and I want it back.