My purse was stolen yesterday. A far to common occurrence for sure but what followed is really much worse. The details of the thief are not actually so important but what happened as the day went on today is almost unbelievable, at least it is to me.
Today I learned that the cops in Salem and Keizer, Oregon are much more like the doughnut eating stereotype than the police on CSI.
This morning around 9:30 I get a call from you credit card company letting me know that there was suspicious activity on my credit card. A charge at Office Depot, one at Walmart (I NEVER shop there). Also a hearty breakfast (I would not eat in this place) and a tank of gas (not from my usually station).