My purse was stolen this morning...and recovered.
I stopped at the gas station I have been stopping at for 4 years, coffee, gas, conversation, munchies. I thought I had locked my purse in the car, but I guess not. Some young male on a bike decided he would look cool wearing my purse, and decided he did not need permission to take it. He thought wrong.
2 customers saw him, and stared at him while he went into my car, a 3rd came in to find me. The guy took off, with his new accessory and the manager and I followed in our cars, but we lost him. I went on to work, I had cards to cancel, checking account to close, new license and most importantly I had to stop and close the business debit card, which I carry.
While I was on my way to work, the manager and staff, Mike, Jenn, Lulu and Carrie reviews the tapes. I had a fit to be tied meltdown on the way to work, got in and woke the bear (DH), I not only had my cards, I had his. I then got on the phone to cancel the business debit card. Thankfully they let me, even though I am not on the account. While I was looking for the number to cancel our cards and checking accounts, the DH called me. They had found my purse! WITH EVERYTHING INSIDE!
While watching the tape they realized he knew he was being watched (actually several men were watching and or approaching him at one point) and had headed to some bushes, the manager sent one of the girls to check and sure enough she found my purse, called my husband and he called me.
Sigh............I had bad thoughts for this person. But now I'm just grateful that I have my stuff.