And there are some F-ING STUPID PUNK kids out there.
Yesterday tops one of my worst days in a LONG time list.
I took my kids to White Water Bay yesterday. We were going to be there for about an hour to an hour and a half, run out and pick up my hubby, and come back for the evening.
On a NORMAL day trip, I would have a bag with my keys and towels with me, and think its totally ridiculous to pay $10 to rent a locker for that kind of stuff.
Today was different. On our way to the
I was also waiting for a text from hubby to say he was ready for me to come get him, so I brought my phone in.
Being the naive RETARD that I am, I've never had a problem with anyone messing with my (usually empty) bag, so I stuffed my beloved IPhone in my left pocket with my $3 to get refills on our drinks, in my right pocket, my car keys. I rolled my jeans up really tightly, put them at the bottom of the bag, put my shirt/bra, and the kids outfits on top of that. And then the 3 beach towels on top of those.
I put the bag where I could easily see it near some chairs and lockers, as I've done before.
We went around the lazy river, saw the bag on the way by.
We went around the lazy river again, still saw the bag.
Played in the wave pool, bag still fine..
Went for a ride down the twisty slides, decided it was time to check for the text - BAG IS GONE.
Our shoes were there, our drinks were there - WHERE THE F IS MY BAG!?
I'm flipping out.
The security guys were really nice, sincere and helpful considering I was the IDIOT at fault for leaving my bag out and not renting the $10 locker. And they technically didn't HAVE to help me. I kick myself for thinking "$10 for a locker!? That's insane! I'll only be here for an hour!"
Lets take inventory of what was in my bag...
IPhone, replacement cost $400
Keys, replacement cost easily $100+ because its the ONLY key we have right now to my van, Matt lost his 2 weeks ago. (The key blank alone is $35, plus the cut fee, plus the chip programming fee, and we would have to pay GM to release the cut code based on the VIN #, plus my truck key, my house key, my parents house key, clicker thing,etc..)
1 of 2 pairs of jeans that I presently own, $30 (if I can get them on sale)
1 of 2 bras that I own ($45 since the annual sale is over)
1 of 4 shirts I own that are nice enough to wear to work ($15, if I can get one on sale)
One of the kids "nice" outfits (the ones I reserve for going by work, church events, etc.) $30, if I can replace them on sale.
Our last can of sunblock ($8, if I can get it on sale)
and lots of little odds and ends that I keep in that bag.
So now I'm going to be out AT LEAST $628 because I thought a $10 locker fee was CRAZY.
I was taken outside the gate to the guest relations office to call my husband, HYSTERICAL. And to fill out a lost/stolen report.
Matt comes to "help". He is FUMING (understandably). He asks if I've called the police to file a report. It was all I could do to not scream "WITH WHAT!? THEY STOLE MY PHONE!" at him. But I held it together and explained that to be able to call him, they had to hand a phone receiver through the little hole in the security window.
We go back in the park to look around. Andra and I hit the women's main locker/bathroom - Matt and Lane hit the men's.
Andra spots one of our beach towels in one of the changing room floors. I picked it up and confirmed it was ours. We looked through all the changing room stalls, shower stalls, and bathroom stalls, when they weren't occupied and gawked at every ones bags as they walked by. I figured though if they used one of our towels to change clothes on (which is what it looked like they had done), that our bag left A LONG time ago. We looked around the park a little more and decided to just go home. I needed to go get Matt's clicker for my van (at least we have that at home, right!?) because my purse is locked in the van and I am NOT leaving it there over night.
The very silent car ride home sucked. It was close to rush hour, I was sitting there feeling very naked in my wet bathing suit, knowing 1/2 the world could see down into our little car. Matt silently handed me his IPhone, so I could start changing passwords on my email accounts they would have access to on my phone. He had already called and had it shut off, but I still didn't have any warm and fuzzies about it.
We get home. I call the police and file a police report. They had our season passes, that have our names on them and the keys to my house. It wouldn't take a rocket scientist to find our address and come rob us blind. I called my parents. My Dad went to go park next to my van and watch it (and my purse) til we could get back there with our truck and trailer (because the dealership requires that you bring the vehicle with you to cut a new key) and my Mom offered to keep the kids and feed them dinner. My Dad was afraid they'd figure out which car was mine, and take my purse since they had my keys. There were A LOT of cars there, and my remote only unlocks/locks the car, it doesn't flash any lights or operate the horn or anything fancy like that, so they would have had to have worked hard to find my car... At least until the park closed and I was the only car left sitting in the lot.
We get there and find my Dad and van sitting right where we left it.. The guys finagle the trailer right in front of my van and start pulling out ramps, chains, and the come-a-long. While my Dad and Matt are trying to winch the van up on to the trailer, I decide to get out of their way and go walk the park one last time to see if I spot our towels or bag or anything familiar looking..
I stopped by the guest relations window, just to see if they had magically had anything turned in and the girls sitting there smiled REALLY big at me, before I could even say anything and went "We just hung up with your answering machine!!!" and held my bag up at me!
I hugged her neck.
Then she told me the best news was that everything listed on my lost/stolen report was still in the bag, including my IPhone and keys!!!! They found it in the bathroom!
I hugged their necks, promised them cookies, and RAN.
Ran through the parking lot in flip flops and no bra (I put on a tank top with a shelf bra in it, that had to be a sight! LOL) yelling at Matt to stop breaking his back to pull the van up on the trailer with the come-a-long, I HAD MY KEYS!!!!!!!!!!!
So at first, I thought maybe they went in and dug through the bag quickly, didn't see anything of value, and discarded it with out checking pockets and stuff..
But after I got in my car and started looking at everything more closely. They had 1. used the towels, they were soaked. and 2. stolen the $3 in change that was in the same pocket as my IPhone!
They had to be STUPID PUNK KIDS that stole my bag and totally RUINED my day.
Important life lesson, the $10 locker fee may seem totally ridiculous, until you realize just how much $ it would cost to replace everything you carry with/on you at a time.
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