Today my car got stuck in the middle of the street because of the 7 inches of snow that by 2pm they still had not plowed. So here I am pregnant, trying to dig out my car, with a little 6 year old in my back seat.
After about 20 minutes, a guy offers to help, and gets a bunch of his buddies to help me too. I was thinking that was pretty kind. I was having trouble getting my car to keep rocking, and getting fustrated because I could not understand which way to keep turning my wheels, so I had one guy get in to steer and shift, while his buddies pushed.
Wouldn't you know it, that guy stole my checkbook off my passenger seat! I couldn't believe it! This is after I handed the guys all the cash I had in my pocket as a thank you for helping me. As I was driviing I noticed, that it "dissapeared". I called Jay who called the bank right away to find that withen the short time between when it was stolen and us calling, a check had already been written for $134.07 out of the stolen checkbook.
What the hell is wrong with people? Did he only stop to help me so he could rob me? There is no kindness in this city. I want to move NOW.