I was robbed. I was running/walking around a park with my daughter, stopping back at the car in between loops for a quick water break. In between the second and third loop, the menace busted my window and stole my wallet that I had hidden in the backseat under the passenger seat. At least I had my phone and keys with me. I didn't notice it at first until we went to get into the car and my daughter screamed at all the little pieces of dark tinted glass on the seat and the big hole in the window. She was terrified. All I could think was, "Man, this is going to be such a headache to deal with."
License, cash, credit cards, library card, insurance, voter registration, Burrito rewards card, and some euros I had forgotten to take out from a summer trip...all gone. Jerk. I had to figure out how to get it cleaned up enough once the police left in order to safely drive my daughter home without glass to the face.
The insurance set me up with a rental car. I went. The rental car company would not rent to me without my license and credit card. Uh. It was stolen. So, my husband had to go rent it for me. But I wasn't allowed to drive it, according to the rental company. Quite the conundrum. My husband covered up the window with a garbage bag.
"Don't we have dark yard waste bags?" I asked, since I had to run errands around town in the car. People I know would see me.
"No, stop by CVS and pick some up."
"Okay." I drove to CVS. Oh, right. I don't have a debit card, or any way to pay! My husband got me some cash later that day. We never did get the darker bags, but instead drove around, hoping it wouldn't rain, with a vanilla scented tall trash bag in the window of our Volvo. It was super classy.
It's now been nine days and I have my car fixed and a new license. I'm still waiting on some of my replacement cards. My husband occasionally hands me cash by tucking it into my top, like I'm a stripper. It's been interesting times.