Last night someone got into the jeep and stole my purse. There was only $5.00 in the wallet. My sunglasses that Mark got me for Christmas were in it. The $100 gift card that Tyson and Diana gave me for my birthday was in it. Of course all my ID, debit card and those stupid reward cards that are from every-store-you-set-foot-in were in it.
I guess not much was truly lost. I'm MAD, though. I have lived in this neighborhood for 15 years now. I'm nice to everyone I come in contact with. I was naive enough to think that I was "safe" around here. I wrongly believed that if you treat others with respect that they will treat you equally.
This is the second time in a few months that someone has come on our property and taken something that doesn't belong to them. The first item taken was the power washer that Mark used all the time to clean the truck. Some rotten human being walked all the way to our garage and decided they needed it more than we did.
Now it's my purse. Weird how I feel violated.
I need to find a balance. I need to figure out how to NOT be naive and a sucker for STUPID people and yet not lose my "trust" in human nature.
Maybe we live in a world full of self-righteous, self-serving individuals after all? I don't know. What I do know? Mean people suck.
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