Well, Black Friday was truly a black one for me. That evening my family visited a neighboring town to attend a party for my great-nephew. Since his birthday is in November, it has become somewhat of a tradition for his parents to take him for an overnight stay in a hotel so he and invited guests can swim. Anyway, upon leaving the party we decided to make a quick stop at the local Wal-Mart to pick up a few essentials.
I don't always take my purse with me when I go into stores with John, as he is the one who usually pays (let me clarify, we have joint accounts - he just is the one who physically pays on the occasions we are in a store together). However, anytime I do take my purse with me I always put it in the child's seat of the buggy and fasten that little child safety strap around it. My sister taught me to do this so no one can sneak off with your purse while your back is turned.
John and I also typically shop with two carts. John-Heath rides in one and the other is used for our purchases. On this evening John-Heath was with me. We browsed for quite a long time in the Christmas aisles and picked up a few rolls of wrapping paper and some darling church house ornaments to give our friends at church.
Upon arriving at the checkout stand I excused myself to go to the restroom. When I returned John was nearly finished checking out so I walked to stand next to John-Heath who was beginning to punch a few buttons on a nearby ATM. A moment later and we were all out the door and the purse remained strapped in the buggy - which we apparently left behind.
Today, I got into my car to drive to my sister's house for a piece of leftover pumpkin pie when I noticed my purse was not in my car. After a quick, frenzied search we realized it was lost and the retracing of steps began. Of course, this had to happen on the busiest shopping weekend of the year. We were only in 3 different Wal-Marts on Friday alone, along with countless other businesses. I made all the obligatory phone calls to each and every place we entered with no luck. Some young girl in customer service at Wal-Mart #2 squealed when I mentioned I had lost a purse and I was filled with a momentary sense of relief thinking that her squeal must mean they had just such a purse in their lost and found. I was wrong.
Anyway, I am 99.9% certain the last time I had it was during our 3rd trip to Wal-Mart after the party. And I am 99.9% sure that it was left, still strapped, in the child seat of that buggy. Of course, no purse had been turned in.
We have now done all the needful procedures when one loses a purse, like notifying all credit card agencies, etc. Don't get me wrong...I would love to get my purse back. It was a cute little Dooney and Bourke handbag which was a gift from my niece two years ago. She knew it was not something I would buy for myself and, since she was making her own money, wanted to buy one for me. I loved it. I carried it year long - even if that was fashionably taboo. However, even better than having the purse back would be knowing what happened to it and my wallet and my kids' pictures (a couple of them were the only ones I had left) and any other little things I had tucked away.
By the way, if you are the person who picked up my purse and are, by some fluke, reading this, I beg you...please... spare me the pain of going to the DMV and the heartache of losing my children's pictures and one of my daughter's baby teeth (yes, that may seem disgusting to you but I, nonetheless, did keep one in there). I'm sure you can find my address on something, so just mail it back to me. You can even keep the cash that was in it. Consider this your chance to right your wrong. I would be really grateful.
I don't always take my purse with me when I go into stores with John, as he is the one who usually pays (let me clarify, we have joint accounts - he just is the one who physically pays on the occasions we are in a store together). However, anytime I do take my purse with me I always put it in the child's seat of the buggy and fasten that little child safety strap around it. My sister taught me to do this so no one can sneak off with your purse while your back is turned.
John and I also typically shop with two carts. John-Heath rides in one and the other is used for our purchases. On this evening John-Heath was with me. We browsed for quite a long time in the Christmas aisles and picked up a few rolls of wrapping paper and some darling church house ornaments to give our friends at church.
Upon arriving at the checkout stand I excused myself to go to the restroom. When I returned John was nearly finished checking out so I walked to stand next to John-Heath who was beginning to punch a few buttons on a nearby ATM. A moment later and we were all out the door and the purse remained strapped in the buggy - which we apparently left behind.
Today, I got into my car to drive to my sister's house for a piece of leftover pumpkin pie when I noticed my purse was not in my car. After a quick, frenzied search we realized it was lost and the retracing of steps began. Of course, this had to happen on the busiest shopping weekend of the year. We were only in 3 different Wal-Marts on Friday alone, along with countless other businesses. I made all the obligatory phone calls to each and every place we entered with no luck. Some young girl in customer service at Wal-Mart #2 squealed when I mentioned I had lost a purse and I was filled with a momentary sense of relief thinking that her squeal must mean they had just such a purse in their lost and found. I was wrong.
Anyway, I am 99.9% certain the last time I had it was during our 3rd trip to Wal-Mart after the party. And I am 99.9% sure that it was left, still strapped, in the child seat of that buggy. Of course, no purse had been turned in.
We have now done all the needful procedures when one loses a purse, like notifying all credit card agencies, etc. Don't get me wrong...I would love to get my purse back. It was a cute little Dooney and Bourke handbag which was a gift from my niece two years ago. She knew it was not something I would buy for myself and, since she was making her own money, wanted to buy one for me. I loved it. I carried it year long - even if that was fashionably taboo. However, even better than having the purse back would be knowing what happened to it and my wallet and my kids' pictures (a couple of them were the only ones I had left) and any other little things I had tucked away.
By the way, if you are the person who picked up my purse and are, by some fluke, reading this, I beg you...please... spare me the pain of going to the DMV and the heartache of losing my children's pictures and one of my daughter's baby teeth (yes, that may seem disgusting to you but I, nonetheless, did keep one in there). I'm sure you can find my address on something, so just mail it back to me. You can even keep the cash that was in it. Consider this your chance to right your wrong. I would be really grateful.
3 comments:
That is so sad...my purse was stolen once..as I was loading my car...mu wallet was returned with nothing missing..very weird! I sure hope you can get it back!
wow, I feel so bad for you and feel your pain, except I lost an envelope of money and didn't have the heartache of going to DMV and losing precious pictures.
I hope it turns out well for you.
Mary
From Virginia
So sorry to hear about this. Always such a hassle to have this happen and now with idenity issues, even more so.
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