I’m with the lion on this one. Kids!
Youngest ArGee changed phones about a week ago. We found out when Mrs. ArGee lost the ability to find where she was (something she offered us). So Mrs. ArGee asked her if she wanted to come get the bicycle we’d been storing in our building when checking on this. The bike room key was dropped off for us yesterday so, issue resolved, right?
Today, Mrs. ArGee discovered the bike is still there, but without the lock. It now has a tag on it with someone else’s apartment, not ours. I have no idea whether she talked to them or not. We don’t know those people.
I’m sure the child went through some kind of sexual harassment if not assault with the NYCB, but if she’s that messed up she needs to seek help.