Things They Forgot to Mention (A Public Service Announcement)

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This happened as I was vacuuming out my car on Saturday.  I pricked my finger on a small shard of glass I found on the floorboard of my car. Why is there glass on the floorboard of my car, you ask? Well, it’s a long story and I thought I might share it and let you learn from my mistakes…

First off, It must be known that I’m a “glass is half full” kind of girl.  For those of you skeptics, and worry warts- move on…this post is not for you.

The other day I met a friend at the park. We had the best morning. She brought me Starbucks, the boys played in perfect peace and the conversation was perfect.  We said our goodbyes and Jack and I walked to the car.  My jaw dropped to the floor when I saw that my passenger window was shattered in a million pieces.  I stood there, bewildered.

“How could someone hit my window with a baseball and not leave a NOTE??!!”  

Stop laughing. I LITERALLY thought this.

Then after I had about 90 seconds to process I realized that there was no baseball…and also, there was no purse left in my car.

I know. I know. I KNOW. What kind of idiot leaves their purse on the floorboard of the car?

This kind of idiot.

But I was 10 yards away.

In a safe neighborhood.

Surrounded by people.

HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?

I immediately jumped into damage control mode. Canceling cards, filing police and credit fraud reports, scheduling glass repair, and mourning the loss of my favorite Coach bag.

Later that day when I was telling my story to the bank teller they informed me that I was the SECOND person that day to have their purse stolen from their car in a park.

And then it hit me…

If I was a criminal (which I’m not) what a perfect place to hit up.  A park! Mom’s who are busy, have their hands full and definitely don’t want to hold their bag while Junior throws sand and swings.

Several weeks later, I’m still finding glass and dealing with the inconveniences of this situation. A situation that could have been easily avoided.  Stop rolling your eyes at me and take note.

We are busy, we are distracted, we are vulnerable.

PSA: Don’t be an idiot. 😉

 

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Noelle Larson is a mom still searching to find the “balance” between her spiritual journey, family, ambition, inner peace, world peace…all while trying not to blink so she doesn’t miss one minute of her beautiful, messy life.  Noelle writes at metromom.org where she journals her crazy days chasing after her kids and husband, deep thoughts, and captures her latest adventures.

6 COMMENTS

  1. Oh, Noelle! So bummed this happened! 🙁 Sorry about your purse, your window, your hand, etc. Thanks for warning us! I do sometimes leave my purse on the floor of the passenger seat, but I try to cover it with a sweatshirt or something (usually). I’ll be so much more vigilant from now on!

  2. Oh, that stinks! After my car was burglarized in my late teens, I learned the lesson. Now, I live by the rule, Don’t just leave something visible in the car just because it’s not that valuable (i.e. $1 bill, a bag with something small I’m returning to a store). If a potential thief perceives there’s something valuable there, at the very least you’ll end up with a broken window. Everything now goes in my trunk, over my arm, or stays home.

  3. I do this ALL the time. I really need to figure out a better way to bring my stuff with me…without bringing the whole purse every time I run out. But, then when I don’t…and just grab my license and a debit card, I realize I needed other things. Anyone have tips/ideas? And, I am so sorry to hear about this, Noelle.

  4. That’s so lousy! Sorry that happened! I learned my lesson the hard way also….except I left my purse I the car at the zoo! I felt bad because I was actually babysitting and had their car.

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