Just call me Harriet......
This is from yesterday, but it still counts:
Today was quite an evil day. I did not think it would be evil, but it tricked me. Here is what happened. It began quite like any other day in florida. We all woke up way before we wanted to, but it was ok because we were gonna go to the cancer clinic with my grandparents. We were supposed to drop PopPop off and then go shopping. I hate shopping, but decided to go anyways, just to make my grandma happy. So I handed karen my debit card and license to hold for me so that I wouldnt have to carry a purse, and we were off. We got there, and all was well. They even let us go in the back where the chemo was. We werent supposed to be back there, so we pretended to be christmas carollers (however u spell it) and that was "entertaining." We didnt make very good singers, so they let us stop and we just visited with the people. i think we made some of them feel better. PopPop got his shots and then we learned that this was his week off from chemo. It seemed to be a pretty good day. Grandma didnt have to even get her bloodwork done. It was a wonderfully easy day at the cancer center. So then we went shopping, without buying anything at all. We pushed PopPop around in a wheelchair and looked at flipflops. At least that was the hightlight of my shopping trip. I love flip flops. There were these blue and green ones with sequins...oh heavenly. Well anyways, we all got sick of shopping and poppop needed a nap so we went home. We all had sandwiches and were really lazy and then i was supposed to go to the mall. Then i decided that I didnt want to shop cuz i hate shopping. i told the girls to just take my debit card and buy themselves christmas presents....bad idea dont do that. That was the beginning of the bad day. Well it was worse than u might guess. My sisters didnt take my card and buy themselves presents...but someone else did. Yes indeed, someone stole my license and my debit card and helped themself to my account. What a wonderful deed. I hate people. I asked my sister what happened, and apparently this is how the story goes. Karen was trying on clothes in JCPenneys when she left the dressing room stall for a minute to twirl and show mom and grandma her clothes. Apparently, someone took advantage of her quick departure, and took her purse in a different stall, and continued by emptying it of the contents. She took my license, debit card, karens debit card and 50 dollars. Karen said she bumped into her on her way back into the stall, but didnt notice anything fishy. It took a teensy bit and then karen noticed her missing purse, but had no idea were it could have gone. She thought it might have even been left in the van. Or maybe the desk found it. Or she left it in the chair. But I wasnt that lucky. Instead, that lady was busy spending my money. Karen called frantic when she found her purse under a bunch of clothes in the next stall. So I called the credit card company place and cancelled my account. However, 5 minutes before, someone had purchased some big moving picture thing from some store named simplicity. Katie and everyone searched the mall for that store and the lady, but no one even knew where the store was cuz it was little and new. By the time they got there, the evil villain was gone. Katie said she went up and questioned the chinese cashier (not that it mattered that she was chinese, but it helps to keep all the characters straight) Anyways, the chinese lady denied everything when katie said that something had been purchased there on a stolen debit card. The lady said there werent any purchases. Katie informed her it was for the amount of $64.18( Info I got from the bank man on the phone). She still denied it until my sisters pointed out that the total was still on the cash register. She then said she remembered nothing about the lady, whethere she was blonde, brunette, short, fat, or anyhting. She couldnt remember anything....until my family brought back some authorities. Then she suddenly started to remember. Apparently it was some lady with dark hair and a little kid. I couldnt believe it. Who teaches their kids to steal. I wanted to punch her in the face. Once for me just cuz it would feel good, and then a few more for her kid just cuz she is teaching it horrible habits. Then i would take her moving picture thing. Because they are cool and I have always wanted one, just not wanted to spend the money on it. Now I apparently bought one without even getting to have it. All i can say is, "How rude." So anyways, i love my sisters and the set everyone on alert in the mall. they even had the best bu guys keeping watch and reporting back to eachother on walkie talkie. this was no simple matter. It might be a good thing that they didnt find her. I realy think katie or karen would have had some assault and battery charges on them. Daddy wouldnt take me to the mall cuz I was too angry I might hurt her. I just want my stuff back. And then I wouldnt mind smashing her fingers with a sledge hammer so she can never sign my name again. That makes me the angriest. She signed my name. MY NAME. It is the one thing that people shouldnt take from me. My name and my social security number. Both of which she now has. I will hurt her for sure. Anyways, lol, the security guard watched the tape or something and found the girl. He followed her to her car, but couldnt do anythign till the deputy came. Plus, she had temporary tags so he couldnt write down her license plate number. But they are gonna fingerprint her receipt. Ya, the one with MY NAME on it. argg to that. I hope they prosecute her. And I will sue her for emotional stress and damage. And then i will smash her fingers. Mom mentioned that and it still sounds very fun. Hooray for that. Since my identity is stolen, Womble has given me a new name. It is Harriet. So from now on, please call me Harriet.........
Today was quite an evil day. I did not think it would be evil, but it tricked me. Here is what happened. It began quite like any other day in florida. We all woke up way before we wanted to, but it was ok because we were gonna go to the cancer clinic with my grandparents. We were supposed to drop PopPop off and then go shopping. I hate shopping, but decided to go anyways, just to make my grandma happy. So I handed karen my debit card and license to hold for me so that I wouldnt have to carry a purse, and we were off. We got there, and all was well. They even let us go in the back where the chemo was. We werent supposed to be back there, so we pretended to be christmas carollers (however u spell it) and that was "entertaining." We didnt make very good singers, so they let us stop and we just visited with the people. i think we made some of them feel better. PopPop got his shots and then we learned that this was his week off from chemo. It seemed to be a pretty good day. Grandma didnt have to even get her bloodwork done. It was a wonderfully easy day at the cancer center. So then we went shopping, without buying anything at all. We pushed PopPop around in a wheelchair and looked at flipflops. At least that was the hightlight of my shopping trip. I love flip flops. There were these blue and green ones with sequins...oh heavenly. Well anyways, we all got sick of shopping and poppop needed a nap so we went home. We all had sandwiches and were really lazy and then i was supposed to go to the mall. Then i decided that I didnt want to shop cuz i hate shopping. i told the girls to just take my debit card and buy themselves christmas presents....bad idea dont do that. That was the beginning of the bad day. Well it was worse than u might guess. My sisters didnt take my card and buy themselves presents...but someone else did. Yes indeed, someone stole my license and my debit card and helped themself to my account. What a wonderful deed. I hate people. I asked my sister what happened, and apparently this is how the story goes. Karen was trying on clothes in JCPenneys when she left the dressing room stall for a minute to twirl and show mom and grandma her clothes. Apparently, someone took advantage of her quick departure, and took her purse in a different stall, and continued by emptying it of the contents. She took my license, debit card, karens debit card and 50 dollars. Karen said she bumped into her on her way back into the stall, but didnt notice anything fishy. It took a teensy bit and then karen noticed her missing purse, but had no idea were it could have gone. She thought it might have even been left in the van. Or maybe the desk found it. Or she left it in the chair. But I wasnt that lucky. Instead, that lady was busy spending my money. Karen called frantic when she found her purse under a bunch of clothes in the next stall. So I called the credit card company place and cancelled my account. However, 5 minutes before, someone had purchased some big moving picture thing from some store named simplicity. Katie and everyone searched the mall for that store and the lady, but no one even knew where the store was cuz it was little and new. By the time they got there, the evil villain was gone. Katie said she went up and questioned the chinese cashier (not that it mattered that she was chinese, but it helps to keep all the characters straight) Anyways, the chinese lady denied everything when katie said that something had been purchased there on a stolen debit card. The lady said there werent any purchases. Katie informed her it was for the amount of $64.18( Info I got from the bank man on the phone). She still denied it until my sisters pointed out that the total was still on the cash register. She then said she remembered nothing about the lady, whethere she was blonde, brunette, short, fat, or anyhting. She couldnt remember anything....until my family brought back some authorities. Then she suddenly started to remember. Apparently it was some lady with dark hair and a little kid. I couldnt believe it. Who teaches their kids to steal. I wanted to punch her in the face. Once for me just cuz it would feel good, and then a few more for her kid just cuz she is teaching it horrible habits. Then i would take her moving picture thing. Because they are cool and I have always wanted one, just not wanted to spend the money on it. Now I apparently bought one without even getting to have it. All i can say is, "How rude." So anyways, i love my sisters and the set everyone on alert in the mall. they even had the best bu guys keeping watch and reporting back to eachother on walkie talkie. this was no simple matter. It might be a good thing that they didnt find her. I realy think katie or karen would have had some assault and battery charges on them. Daddy wouldnt take me to the mall cuz I was too angry I might hurt her. I just want my stuff back. And then I wouldnt mind smashing her fingers with a sledge hammer so she can never sign my name again. That makes me the angriest. She signed my name. MY NAME. It is the one thing that people shouldnt take from me. My name and my social security number. Both of which she now has. I will hurt her for sure. Anyways, lol, the security guard watched the tape or something and found the girl. He followed her to her car, but couldnt do anythign till the deputy came. Plus, she had temporary tags so he couldnt write down her license plate number. But they are gonna fingerprint her receipt. Ya, the one with MY NAME on it. argg to that. I hope they prosecute her. And I will sue her for emotional stress and damage. And then i will smash her fingers. Mom mentioned that and it still sounds very fun. Hooray for that. Since my identity is stolen, Womble has given me a new name. It is Harriet. So from now on, please call me Harriet.........