Whew. It was a bad week.
My health is fine but I do have a story to tell and there were moments in it that I felt like the screaming tulips pictured above.
Last Thursday started out innocently with a cab ride to Corona, Queens to pick up my new company car. I’ve been waiting months and finally got the call on Monday morning it was ready. I was thrilled and made my way back to NY a day early from meetings in Pennsylvania to go get it. The thing about new cars is they don’t fill the tank with much gas. My first chore was to find a station.
I drove seven blocks in “new car heaven” and pulled into a Hess station on Northern Blvd. It was cold out but not that biting cold most days have been haunted by. I jumped out and pumped the gas… never even left the side of my car. The gas tank is on the passenger side. Unbeknownst to me, someone crawled along the side of the car, opened the drivers side door, snuck in and removed my bag which was on the passenger side. EVERYTHING was in that bag. From my favorite hat to all of my credit cards, phone, EZpass, iPod, license, keys to my home and money. I didn’t notice anything until I got back in my car and noted the bag missing…. and even then didn’t realize what had happened for a bit. When it sunk in, I felt so violated. The police came but they were bored by the crime. Admittedly, there was nothing to do. No witnesses, no camera, nothing but the woman before them in a state of confusion. It was as though the wind had committed the crime.
I insisted we file a report just the same.
I made my way back to Manhattan and got back into my apartment with the help of my super and sister – who is also super in her own way. Locks were changed, cards canceled and the afternoon was spent at the DMV.
As it turns out the thieves didn’t just run with the bag. They bought gas with my credit card and watched as I searched for my bag. Suddenly I wasn’t just violated but played the fool. I also learned from my friends the crime itself isn’t anything new. I missed the warnings on the news.
So, lock your car doors when pumping gas. It doesn’t matter if you don’t leave the side of your car you can still be vulnerable. I can’t imagine what kind of people do this. I don’t really want to know.