It was a beautiful day, the last day of summer vacation. The perfect day for a walk. I parked the van in a sunny parking lot near a well-used trail and shooed kids and dogs onto the path. I grabbed my purse to take with me, along with a bucket in case we found berries. On second thought, I tucked my purse back in the car and hid it under some stuff between the seats.
You know where this is going, don't you? We returned to the van 15-20 minutes later to find a window smashed in and my purse gone.
Another car was also burgled - they lost a wallet.
I called my bank first to cancel my debit card. I knew to do that much. (skip 3 hours of phone calls, police reports, etc.) Dad and I hit the trail and started searching the bushes. Dad found purse and wallet less than a quarter mile down the trail behind a stand of trees. The only things missing were my cash and about $200 in gift cards - my birthday.
I spent a lot of time today trying to recoup those gift cards. I've had about half the cards replaced so far. Some of them I can't replace since I have no receipts or information about where and when they were purchased.
Here are the lessons I've learned:
1. Take your purse or wallet with you. It's way better than getting your window smashed in.
2. If you carry gift cards, keep the original receipt in a separate place. If you give a gift card, give the receipt as part of the gift or hang onto it.
3. Most people are nice. Despite the one bad apple, everyone I talked to in the parking lot yesterday was sympathetic and every customer service person I talked to today really did want to help me. Some went above and beyond what I expected of them. Judy, Mom and Dad, and a city worker named Tim all went out of their way to help.
Thanks for all the help. And thank God - seriously - that no one was hurt.
3 comments:
Sorry you suffered this experience.
Another tip. Some gift cards can be registered, which protects the cards balance if lost or stolen. I register my Starbuck's cards for the bonuses (free coffee refills, free flavored syrup and milk options, like soy). Bro
That stinks. You always know it could happen, but never think it really will. At least you found the positive side in the encouraging people who helped you.
I'm sorry, Patty. Stuff like that always leaves you feeling violated.
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