Let’s take a moment to talk about “Privilege”.
And I’m talking about privilege in the sense of my own, personal privilege, and not in the sense of I’m-taking-offense-to-things-on-behalf-of-other-people-when-I-actually-have-no-fucking-idea-how-things-actually-work-but-I’m-going-to-complain-about-them-anyway-because-they-are-probably-unfair-and-people-need-to-check-their-privilege.
My purse was stolen last week on Wednesday. I canceled all of my financial things immediately, put out all of the fraud alerts, notified all of the peoples, did all of the things.
That was 8 days ago. Let’s talk about what I’ve replaced since then.
My new Target Red Card came in the mail. My replacement health insurance card came in the mail. Today, I opened the envelope with the new Starbucks gift certificate.
So we’re ending the 8th day without my debit and credit cards. Oh, but I could go to Target. If I wanted to use the gas to get there.
Let’s bring my privilege into this.
1. I know who to call to take care of these things. I have a reliable financial institution where I keep my money. I know to call/fill out a form online for Experian, Equifax, and TransUnion to notify them to put out a Fraud Alert so no one tries to open a credit card or cell phone in my name. I learned all these things.
2. I’ve gone 8 days without access to my funds. This means I have a way to get by in the meantime. I have supports. In my case, my purse was stolen the day before I was supposed to get on a plane to go see my mom for a few days. I happened to have a passport, an alternate form of identification, at home, so I could still get on the airplane. I had a ride waiting for me. I had a place to stay. I had transportation while I was there. My boyfriend gave me some cash. I didn’t have to drive/spend money on gas.
3. Tomorrow will be my 9th day without access to my funds. Unfortunately, my car is not going to make it the 45 minutes to work and 45 minute back home with the amount of gas left in the tank. Fortunately, I have other options. I could go to Target and buy one thing and get cash back at the register. I could borrow money from the boyfriend again, but I’m just going to carpool with him instead. Fortunately, there’s nothing on my schedule tomorrow that interferes with us riding in the same car to and from work. If a card of some sort doesn’t arrive by tomorrow or Saturday, I’ll weigh my options again for Monday.
I’m not going anywhere with this. There is no big lesson here. I do recognize and am grateful for what I have in my life.
Does that make it OK that someone took my purse? No. It is never OK to be so full of yourself that you feel entitled to something that doesn’t belong to you. I don’t care how much the person has or how much you don’t have or how much you don’t think they’ll miss it or how unfair you think it is. If it isn’t yours, you don’t take it. Don’t steal. It’s a simple rule to live by. Isn’t it?
Anyway, a high school Police resource officer called me today. Some kid was on the bus today and found my wallet and turned it in to him. So I at least have my wallet back. I at least know no one is going to try to take my insurance card to make medical claims or use my drivers license to do whatever it is people do with drivers licenses. I got my nursing license and my CPR/AED card back. I have all my other cards to shred. I kind of wish that kid had found and turned my wallet in yesterday, before I went to the DMV and paid for a new drivers license and got a new shitty picture taken… but, I’ll take it. I love that old, red wallet. I’m happy to have it back.