In the last several weeks, because various families in our neighborhood have been burglarized, we've all been living with heightened awareness. With thoughts of all that swirling through my head, imagine my horror to be the victim of a stolen wallet this week!
I went to Walmart after my last class Monday afternoon to pick up a few items and a couple of prescriptions. When I reached for my wallet to pay, it was gone! I retraced my steps, ran out to my truck to see if it had fallen out there, and then ran back into the store. It was nowhere to be found. I remembered several shoppers brushing against me and knew that I must have been pickpocketed. My mind and body kicked into overdrive as to what to do first.
I drove back to campus to see if it was in my office or my classroom and checked with the teacher who had taught in that room the hour after I did. No wallet. My next stop was my bank to put a stop on my bank card and to get a new one. It's a real trick to prove who you are when every form of identification is in your stolen wallet. Fortunately I could tell the banker several specific transactions (complete with dollar amounts) on that account in the past week. No other purchases had been made on my card, so at least I was able to stop access to my account through my old card.
After leaving the bank with my new card (hooray for TD Bank — their ads about fast replacement cards are not just hype), my next stop was the DMV to get a new driver's license before they closed. Once again, I experienced the grief of trying to establish my identity with not a shred of ID on me, except my new bank card. Believe it or not, I was in and out of the DMV in about 30 minutes! Nothing else essential needed to be handled that afternoon, so exhausted and hungry I headed for home.
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