I'm on the case and I WILL find you

The good news: we found a house!  It’s perfect for us, we can *almost* afford it, and we’re moving next week.  (Yikes.  I guess I should be packing, huh?)  Amazingly I saw a listing pop on Craigslist and was the first person to call.  Woohoo!  I’ll post pics as soon as we get there.  Oh, the best part about the new house (other than NOT being the ghetto we currently live in): I will have my very own office!  Squee!!

So, that’s the good news this week.  Now for the bad news: unfortunately we didn’t get out of the ghetto quite quickly enough, as my wallet was stolen last week.  From my house!  Some creep just walked into our house and took it.  I suspect it was one of the neighborhood kids, since they’re always coming to the door to ask if they can borrow something of my son’s.  My guess?  While my son’s back was turned, some kid helped himself to my wallet.  Is it wrong to call a minor an a-hole?   

Even worse was the fact that my entire life was in my wallet.  Of course some cash, though thankfully not a lot!  My driver’s license, insurance info, credit cards, gift cards, receipts, coupons, loyalty cards… it was a very big wallet and it was packed.  After spending 6 hours in line at the DMV and a week on the phone explaining the situation to a million people to get replacement cards, I’m finally almost back to the land of the living now. 

But my saddest loss of all that stuff was my Starbucks cards.  I had two of them that I had just loaded up with over $70.  I was whining about this to my favorite barista yesterday, and she asked, “Did you register the cards online?”  Actually, I had just done that the day before they were stolen.  Good timing, huh?  “In that case,” she told me, “you can call Starbucks and they can send you new gift cards for the balance.”  Awesome!  I knew there was a reason I’m a loyal Starbucks drinker.

The first thing I do when I get home is call Starbucks and tell them the cards were stolen.  Sadly, the woman on the phone looks them up and then tells me that the cards have already been drained of all funds.  Whoever took my wallet has been seriously chugging the lattes.  The little caffeinated a-hole.  So I ask her if there is any way she can tell where they were used – thinking that might give me a clue as to who took them.  “I can do better than that,” she tells me.  “All of our stores have video surveillance.  If you file a police report, we can release the footage and exact times the card was used.”  Oh em gee – double awesome!

So, I call the police department and they send out Officer Hottie (seriously, he was so adorable) who takes my statement and opens a case.  He’s really excited about the Starbucks lead, and says he’ll let me know as soon as they get the footage.  I can’t wait!  I hope I get to go down to the station to view it!  I’m so psyched to have an actual clue to an actual crime.  Seriously, don’t steal from a mystery writer.  ;) 

I’ll definitely let you guys know how it plays out.  In the meantime… back to packing… 


~Trigger Happy Halliday