When it rains...
Sep. 15th, 2005 06:00 pmMy Jennifer just called me, and she was very upset. Sometime between 2:00pm (when it was last seen) and now, someone stole her bag from the back room at her job. Apparently there is access to the back room from the behind-the-scenes area of the mall, and I have ZERO idea why it is not locked. But I digress.
I was trying to help her make a mental inventory of all of the things in her bag. The iPod I got her last Christmas was in there, as are several of her favorite limited edition pens. And her prescription sunglasses, which on their own were about$300 $450. And who knows what else. In a matter of minutes, someone walked away with nearly $1000 of her stuff.
I am just beside myself, partially because I'm here and can't do much about it except tell her to call the police and mall security right now, and partially because I have this terrible feeling that her company is going to refuse to reimburse her for her things, even though they have an unlocked area for employees to leave their personal possessions and no monitoring system.
I just don't even know what to do. I want to know when we're going to get a fucking break.
I was trying to help her make a mental inventory of all of the things in her bag. The iPod I got her last Christmas was in there, as are several of her favorite limited edition pens. And her prescription sunglasses, which on their own were about
I am just beside myself, partially because I'm here and can't do much about it except tell her to call the police and mall security right now, and partially because I have this terrible feeling that her company is going to refuse to reimburse her for her things, even though they have an unlocked area for employees to leave their personal possessions and no monitoring system.
I just don't even know what to do. I want to know when we're going to get a fucking break.