Had to share this. I'm about to call myself out publicly for all kinds of stupidity. Here's my current life...
My step-dad is actively dying under Hospice care as I write this. My family has always been incredibly tight, so I've got lots of backup. This is my second time around losing a dad. My first was my fly fishing and life teacher. When he left us, my new step-dad jumped in and filled the void. I really needed him, and he stepped up for me.
I had to go throw some flies this afternoon - just to clear my head. I knew the tide was all wrong, but I didn't care. Threw all my stuff in the truck and booked it to Ventura Cove. I have no idea why I chose that place. Donned all my gear and made my way down to the beach. I was wearing a thin vest and after the first blast of chilly air, I thought maybe I need a jacket. So I abandoned my tube and gear and ran back to my truck - it was only maybe 100 feet away. Before I even reached my truck, I turned around to get a visual security check on my stuff on the sand. Where's my tube? Oh, you mean that blue thing out in the water? Seriously? Ran back to the water - up to my lower back, grabbed the boat, pulled it back up HIGH on the sand, then went back to the truck to get my jacket. Donned the jacket, ran back to the boat, put on my fins and kicked out twenty feet or so. Why am I being pulled out farther and faster than I'm kicking? Tide was pulling me everywhere. I should never have been there. Stayed out for an hour.
No hits, nothing to show for the effort. Got back to the truck somehow - legs sore as they've ever been - put all my stuff in, locked it down and got in. Grabbed my wallet and phone down from where I hide it, and stopped to read text messages that had accumulated. My bank had been texting me saying that someone was using my credit cards to attempt purchases of 1000$ and 300$ multiple times at a Target store in Chula Vista. So I grabbed my wallet to get the number off the back of my credit cards. Open wallet and I'm missing 3 credit cards and my debit card. I'm in disbelief. Someone had broken into my truck - yes, it was locked, I always check twice. They took HALF of my credit cards and 20 dollars cash. But hey, they left 10 in my wallet ! Thanks loser !! I always leave my wallet and phone in my truck. Keys too. Not no mo'.
Long story short, I called all the credit companies and they've cancelled out all my cards. No harm, no foul. Not my fault - even though technically, it was for leaving all my jazz in my truck. Loser thief went directly to Target and attempted to purchase gift cards - hence then even amounts. All of my credit cards were run thru the machine, but all were detected as "unusual" activity and denied. I'm wondering... did some dumb cashier just stand there and allow this clown to swipe MULTIPLE cards, all getting denied, and didn't say anything like "Can I see your ID" or dial their secret squirrel code number for security? Still * me off.
Driving out to see my step-dad this evening, I take a small rock to the windshield. New windshield, new crack. Only makes sense. FML. That's it. My Saturday.