Sometimes we have such a bad day, that we wonder if Murphy’s Law was written just for us. Usually on such days, almost everything happening with us feels out of the ordinary, like the whole day was somehow jinxed. Friday was one such day for us. What started of as an ordinary day, ended up being one of the most extraordinary days of our lives. My bad time started pretty early in the morning when I ended up with a flat tire on my way to school. My bad luck kept following me, with something or the other going wrong the entire day. Sadly, what I did not know was, that the worst was yet to come.
A day that bad had to end with a bang, and with a bang it did!! We had gone out for dinner to celebrate a friend’s 40th birthday, and had parked our new Lexus next to a friend’s car, in the parking lot. After dinner, we walked back to our car and were getting ready to head back to our friend’s place, when one of them pointed to the back of our car. It took us a minute to notice the gaping hole and realize that our car had been burglarized. We opened the trunk and saw that my husband’s laptop bag containing his Macbook, office equipment and my handbag were all missing. Among other important things, our bags contained my husband’s passport, all my credit and debit cards, driver’s license and bank locker keys. We knew we were doomed, because car burglaries happen all the time, and items stolen are seldom found.
But there is only so much bad luck a person can have. And lucky for us, that ended with our car being broken into. Because, just when my husband was about to call 911, we saw a police car drive towards us. As luck should have it, he was looking for us. Someone saw a car being burglarized and had informed the authorities about it. So the police were chasing the suspect, while this police officer was trying to locate the burglarized car. After finding out details about the contents missing, the officer informed us that the suspect being chased could have our items. We could hear the exchange between the officers on his radio. The events unfolding were nothing short of a live action movie script.
The suspect had entered the highway and the cops were on a high speed chase. Several minutes later the police decided to call off the pursuit because the driver had become so erratic, they feared it was a danger to other drivers on the freeway. But like I said luck was on our side now. Minutes after calling off the chase, the officers were informed that the car they were chasing crashed. By the time the officers got to the car, the suspect had fled. They searched the car, and informed us that some of the items found in the car, fit the description of our items. We were advised to come to the police station in half an hour to help with identifying the stolen items. At this point the rest of us went to my friend’s house, while the birthday boy went with my husband to drop off the Lexus and go to the police station to claim our things.
After what felt like eternity, the guys were back, with all our belongings and the remaining part of the story. The thief had escaped, and had tried to run away with my husband’s bag. But I guess it was too heavy for him, because he dropped it on the way. After finding my purse in the car, the cops combed the surrounding area and found my husband’s bag a little distance away from the car. The police informed my husband that witnesses informed them, that the suspect was injured, so they will look in the nearby hospitals for him. Since our car was the last to be broken into, he did not have much time to go through everything. But even in that short time, while being chased, he managed to remove all the cash in my purse, which wasn’t much, and remove my wallet and glasses from the bag.
We found out that ours was not the only car the thief stole from, that night. But it was our car that sealed his faith. After logging all the items found, the cops were able to locate my husband’s bag but they took forever to find my stuff. For the first time in my life, I was thankful for the designer label on my items. It was much easier to tell the cops the name and the color of my bag, wallet and glasses. Since they were sure they saw those names while logging the stolen items, they kept looking even though it took them a while to locate all the items. The joy of finding everything, after loosing them is indescribable.
The incident however shook my daughter up the most. She refused to leave our side all day, and kept asking why anyone would break into our car and steal our things. It was a long night trying to explain to her, why people do bad things sometimes. We realized that this is the first time she witnessed something so negative, so it was hard for her to comprehend. We could sense that she was feeling a little uncomfortable being near the car. Strangely my husband and I were feeling the same way about our bags. The fact that someone had gone through our things and touched them, was very unsettling.
On the whole, it was a day that none of us would forget anytime soon. We are very thankful to the person who alerted the cops, and the police officers involved. I know how lucky we are. I mean what are the odds of having your car broken into, someone seeing and reporting, the police tracking the getaway car and going on a high-speed chase only to pull back later, then finding out that the getaway car crashed, and we getting back all our stuff. And, did I mention, I share my birthday with the police officer who helped us?