Geeky Cat Miusings

The scene keeps playing in my mind like a movie: what if I went to see the film at U of T instead of stopping to rent the DVD at the video store and then going home to watch it. Things would have been different - not only would my evening been different in terms of where, when, how, and with whom - but I would still have my wallet.

On Friday evening I was planning to go see Open Your Eyes with a group of people but, because of a long lasting cold, I felt the best thing to do was to go home and have an early night. I didn’t want to miss out on the movie so I called a video store to check if they had this 11 year old movie on hand, and they did. So I stopped at the video store to pick up the movie. That was the last time I saw my wallet. After picking up the video I resumed my trek home. It was fairly crowded on the Bloor subway and I did feel some pressure on my side, but I’m so used to having people brush against me that I did not bother to look. I should have. I just continued on my way thinking everything is cool. I didn’t notice anything was wrong until 24 hours later. I was getting ready to go to Nuit Blanche when I noticed that the zipper on my purse was open and my wallet was gone. I was all distressed. It was hard to believe. I was checking everywhere to see if it fell out but I knew if was stolen. I felt so bad. It is such an invasion of the self and a sense of loss - I absolutely hated the miserable turd that did this.

It is fortunate that the thief did not use my credit cards and I was able to cancel them in time. I will need to get new credit cards, debit card, and all kinds of identification cards. I would have preferred to just give the thief the money in my wallet rather than have to endure the inconvience of having to get new cards.

I know that this is relatively minor in the grand scheme of things, but it is upsetting.

I keep thinking “what if” thoughts. What if I went to the movie downtown instead? What if I paid closer attention to the people surrounding me? What if I looked at the person when I felt brushing at my side?

Fortunately, I was still able to have a fun Saturday night. Of course, I kept thinking about what happened to my wallet, but it was a really nice evening.

I would really like to see my wallet and all the cards again. And I would absolutely love to see the photo I kept in my wallet of Pumpkin and Tammy sitting in a chair. It was taken some 12 years ago - before the digital camera. I don’t think I have a copy of it. It is irreplacable. Please return it to me!!!