Blogs by Mary Terzian
A very insecure security key
1/20/2013 3:25:01 PM
Purse stolen twice within a week. Thriving business!
On January 15, 2013 I was returning from a critique group discussion, happy as a lark. It was my turn to be reviewed for the 50 pages of my next book, tentatively titled Re-writing Destiny. The group reported favorably on my rendition of unusual experiences in the Congo before I immigrated to the United States. The general consensus was that they learned a lot about expatriate living which is exactly the intent of the book. I was headed west, a forty-minute drive that could extend to an hour and a half in high traffic.
As I was exiting the freeway close to home, my car started hopping, then clacking loudly. I panicked. I could not stop legally in mid traffic, until I continued on 7th Street North, past Gale Avenue to park my car in between the central lane contained by yellow lines. I exited the car to check the front right wheel. A Good Samaritan told me I had a flat tire and offered to help. I did not take up the offer but went into my car to call the Automobile Club. Unfortunately my cell phone died on me during the call. I thought for a few moments about the next step. The Good Samaritan came back with the cap that had fallen off. He said not to worry because he had alerted the police.? I was skeptical but then he was trying to do good. He parked his car behind mine. He asked me to open the trunk. He brought out the spare wheel to have it ready for the police (?). I watched him like a hawk. Then he disappeared. Two other guys stopped and offered help. Together they replaced the wheel with the spare one. I was standing on the right side in the back of my car watching them struggle with the replacement. The Good Samaritan came back and parked his car in front of mine, walked around to watch the work going on, then he drove away. Since the two strangers had selflessly come to my rescue, under my watch, I offered them a copy of my book. They were grateful and asked if I would sign them. I went back to the car to get a pen from my purse. There was no purse. Except for the Good Samaritan hovering around me there was nobody else on the scene except cars going by.
I feel like I am sitting naked public. Every document that proves who I am was in that purse, driverís license, checkbook, AAA card, debit cards etc. including cash, stamps, make up kit, flashlight and who knows what else? The most important item in my purse was my extra key supposed to offer me security, in case I forgot my regular key in the car. By the time I notified the bank the Good Samaritan had already purchased gas on my debit card.
To replace my smart key will cost me over $1,000 or I have no other options but drive the car as is. The Car Insurance Company and the Home Insurance Company are playing ping pong about who should be paying for this incident, both refusing to accept responsibility. The Car Agency replaced the wheel that could not be repaired because there was a gash on my tire, the work of a felon. The Good Samaritan, driving a small white BMW (another steal?), is certainly the suspect who stole my purse again at the gas station three days later, on Friday the 18th, because I keep my receipts in my checkbook until I pay them, and because he was the only person who had my car key and my checkbook containing gas receipts from the dealer with his address on it. He not only helped himself with the three fresh checks and debit card that I had just obtained in replacement of the lost checkbook but also stole another checkbook from a different bank, which I carried on the 18th out of necessity, and the last bit of cash I had on me. When I reported the second incident to the police officer, he could not believe me because there was no forced entry. He left without giving me a report.
Can somebody explain security to me and how much more one has to spend to ensure prortection? While I applaud the kind young fellows who helped change my tire (or were they members of a team?),I cannot believe that some other worthless guy can steal purses and BMWís, entitling himself freely to anotherís hard earned income.
Have you had a similar experience? I would be interested.
Hacienda Heights, California.
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In the Fall of Life - Monday, December 17, 2012
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Excerpt from "The Immigrants' Daughter" posted on Australian Website - Tuesday, May 01, 2012
Chasing the silver linings in my clouds - Monday, March 05, 2012
Review of 2011 - Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Thrilling messages - Friday, October 28, 2011
The Impact of Published Articles on the Writer's Mood. - Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Ponderings, After Knee Repair - Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Vacationing joy - Saturday, December 04, 2010
Rainbows of Happiness - Thursday, September 09, 2010
The communication tsunami - Monday, August 23, 2010
Alternative hobbies - Sunday, June 20, 2010
Book Club Meeting - Saturday, April 24, 2010
Writers' Mood Swings - Saturday, March 27, 2010
Ethnicity at Risk - Saturday, February 13, 2010
Web addiction - Wednesday, October 21, 2009
News - Saturday, July 11, 2009
Author fulfillment - Monday, April 06, 2009
Impressions from a trip to India - Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Stretching the Comfort Zone - Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Interview - Shobhan Bantwal - Thursday, October 09, 2008
Traveling abroad - Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Time to Write - Wednesday, May 28, 2008