May 25th, 2006 (07:36 pm)
current mood: distressed
To be melodramatic, today was the bane of my existence. T_T
I swear, I should have known things were going to be bad when I had to get up very early and then forgot my watch and metro ticket (I wish I had lost that ticket rather the Smart Trip card). To make it worse I am kinda sick and just stared that lovely time of the month. Cramping and tired is NOT a good combination.
I make it to school, the bus is fine and I have my bag on my lap. I buy a muffin for breakfast and go up to the third floor of the main building on George Mason University's Fairfax campus. I've come up, eaten, and relaxed like this for years. I finished and laid down on one of the couchs-cramps therefore a whole lot of pain.
I put some headphones on, drop my bag next to the couch with the umbrella and rain coat on top. I laid down, trying to ignore the pain, and accidently fall asleep. I wake up at 11:44am and ran to my 12pm class and I'm there for two hours.
Starving and having little time before my Lab, I reached into my bag for cash and...
My wallet was missing.
I know I had it when I sat down and only I touched my bag during class to grab a notebook. Someone stole my wallet out of my school bag like ninja style. Resting not even a foot away, I didn't even notice. The umbrella and jacket didn't deter the thief at all and he/she even put them back nicely (oh wonderful I got a neat thief).
Understandably I was freaking out...I had $100 in cash in my wallet since I was planning on shopping for a bit. I have no job so that cash was extra money for food and any side trip/group get together, whatever. On top of that I lose two ATM cards and a debt card along with my Driver's ID and my GMU ID. Heh, I even lost a medical card.
Luckily I calmed down enough to run up to the third floor of the Johnson Center to check before calling my mother to tell her my wallet and all my important items were stolen. I went to the Info desk got the police number to call. I first went to my first ATM card (which has a bank on campus) and cancelled it.
Quickly, I called my sister to give me the numbers to my other ATM bank and to the debt card bank. Then I called the police number and they said an officer was coming to me. I see some of my classmates nearby having their dinner/lunch (we have almost hours worth of Lab three days a week (3-5:45pm) and lecture four days a week). Immediately I tell them what happened and they said they'd cover for me in Lab.
They also looked upset and sad for me. Man, even when I was in the bank, two ladies gasped when I said my wallet-and therefore bank card-was stolen. It kinda of startled me since I was talking to the branch manager.
Anyway back from that tangent, I thanked my classmates and immediately called the debt card bank and had them cancel my card. I was like "cancel my card! Cancel my card NOW!!!" T_T I then called my other ATM bank which I've had for years. These people were so slow and I was ready to strangle the person helping me because she was trying to make sure that I was the right person and not shutting down someone's card.
C'mon, if it wasn't my card why would I ever call to cancel it?! About half way through I flipped out (I have thousands in that account) and nearly yelled at the lady. I literally screamed if she wanted my to spell out my full name, address, social security again then tell her what I look like and I kept out yelling until she said "Okay, Miss Barrett, I'm taking care of it right now." How nice of her to finally do so!!!
The police officer made it over to me and I told him my story of how been 10-11:44am I was asleep on a couch on the thrid floor of the building we were presently standing in. He got my information gave me a card that said what my case number was and went on his way as I went to get another ID card. It turns out I need a photo ID, of course both of my IDs are in the stolen wallet. I get to get another Driver's ID then go back and get my school ID. Luckily I still have my birth certificate, social card, and an update passport so I'll live.
The only thing that makes me cry is the lost of one hundred dollars. T_T
To save me from any more bad luck, I ran into a friend of mine who had her purse stolen a few months ago. She lent me some money so I could get some food and get home. Of course when I headed to a shuttle bus, it wasn't in service during that hour and the driver was an annoying jerk who was offended that I was questioning the summer schedule (which I had never seen!) where the next bus doesn't come for another hour. I got off and waited until the next one came.
Of course during all of this I was continually talking on the phone to Darius, my mother, my sister, and Stephanie. Anyway, that was irony getting me again. Haha, the fun never ends.
To end off, my sister still got me at the later time and I'm at home lamenting the lost of so much cash. My mom though said she'd take me shopping this weekend and spend at least one hundred on me as we go shopping together. *siiighhhhh*
Anyway, a little rant of my bad, bad day. I have to do so much stuff to fix the fact my wallet was stolen. The only bright moment was talking to my friend who had the same experience and her loaning me some cash. I have to get new cards and new IDs. Another thing that I really don't have time for. Oh well, such is life, eh?
Thanks anyone who read this & of course...
God Bless you,
~Karen