Yesterday my car was broken into and my purse stolen. Damn thieves! For those of you who don’t know or happened to miss my angry Facebook post or Twitter rant, my car was broken into while I was at the gym. I was inside punishing myself for two hours with a grueling Cardio Kickboxing class and Pilates class to come outside to a smashed in window and my purse stolen.
Now … I know, who keeps their purse in the car in a parking lot? Well, not usually me! The one day that I leave my purse in the car, I get robbed! I didn’t want to take it into the gym because the gym had recently undergone a mass theft of things being stolen out of the lockers. So what was I supposed to do? I had the purse buried or so I thought. That damn purse! Never do I carry around big purses but it was red and I won it right before Christmas. The 49ers had just made their way into the Superbowl and dammit I was sporting the color proudly!
Well, there goes that. My wallet was in the purse with about $100 cash, my business credit and debit cards, my personal credit and debit cards along with my driver’s license, insurance cards and other random things. By the time I had gotten home I had been called (yes, thankfully I had taken my phone into the gym with me!) by two of my four banks regarding recent transactions on the account.
sons of bitches, fuckers, rat bastards thieves had made their way to five different Targets, three different Safeways and two Chevrons in a matter of two hours! They attempted to charge between $200 and $300 at each location. Thankfully only two small transactions slipped through. The banks (hey, they are doing something right!) shut the cards down immediately and refunded the money that was taken out. I filed my police report online, am still patiently impatiently waiting for them to call and waiting for all my new cards to be mailed.
My window was replaced today but my sanity was not! I am raging pissed off. My $300 glasses were in my purse, two brand new lip glosses I had JUST bought from Mac along with some nice gloves, business receipts, business cards, my identity, pictures of my daughter! Granted, it’s all replaceable but it’s the fact that I HAVE to now replace it all
As I sit here livid on my couch with my sleeping daughter upstairs I have a few things to say…
Who the hell do you people think you are? How desperate do you have to be to cause so much damage? For what? A bottle of Jack Daniels and some cigarettes. I hope you choke on them! Just know that even though you may now know where I live, I DARE you to come back for more. Because while I may have been unable to stop you yesterday, I WILL stop you the next time.
Hmm..which would you prefer? My 9mm or my .45?