Busted! Yeah, my wallet was stolen. I called the security department at Wal-Mart today and they have the whole nasty, stupid incident on video tape. I put my wallet down on the counter and some woman picked it up. I knew I didn't lose it. I'm praying that she'll return it but I doubt it. After all, why would you take it when you could just give it to the cashier and say that someone left it there? Or that person was within earshot to call to and have them come back? Violated. I feel so vulnerable. Blast it. It's my fault.
Monday, April 21, 2003
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