Jan 22, 2006 12:04
So my purse got stolen Friday night.
I wish I were kidding. I was out with Carolina, her husband, his cousin, and Israel. We went to see Underworld at Tinseltown on 290. I left my purse underneath the seat thinking it would be ok. When we got out of the theatre, the truck wouldn't unlock. The handle had been torn out and I didn't have to look to know my purse was gone. I never thought it would happen to me. I feel more bad about his truck. He has a bright red dodge 1500 I think. Everything in my purse is replaceable from what I remember, but I don't look forward to buying another $250 digital camera. Had it less than two weeks.
Called my mom at midnight and she woke my dad up to cancel the credit card. Yesterday we cancelled my gas card, bank account (which included drawing all the funds out and opening another), and the phone service on my cell. Of course we had extra ugly brick phones at the house so we went to cingular and my service has been switched to the new brick. Same number, same ugly phone, but I don't have anyone's numbers anymore. If you read this, call my cell so I can get your number programmed in again :). Other than that, I had around $100 in gift cards, and the usual junk in the purse. Thankfully I forgot to put my keys back in my purse after I got to her house. So I still had my keys to get home :) :). Plus, we would have had to change the locks on our house because they would know where I lived. I misplaced my driver's license a little while ago, so I know it's not in my purse. Hopefully that's a good thing. I'm going on Monday to get another one. umm...I'm handling this better than I thought? I was a wreck yesterday, but I'm fine now. Life goes on and I've certainly learned my lesson.
It just sickens me that someone could do that. They were after his truck, but the bastards didn't succeed. I can imagine them looking through my pictures and my purse...into my life. Don't they feel any remorse stealing part of a person? I could never steal. Oh, and never leave anything valuable in your car. People aren't as trustworthy as I thought.
Is it possible to have one of the best/worst nights of your life on the same day? :) I think so.
I couldn't have been with a better group of people because they made the best out of the situation. Four of us went back to Carolina's house where we danced the night away. I can't tell you how much fun that was. They were teaching me how to salsa, merengue, and a few other dances. (Have I mentioned my calves are killing me?) I still can't dance by myself because the guys had to lead me, but I'm alright once I get the steps down. Gahhhh I can't wait to do that again!
So in the end, the bad and good happen in life. I'm happy so say they balanced out in that amount of time.