Yeah, I know, I suck at this keeping everyone informed thing. But in my defense I sat down yesterday to do this and all hell broke loose. The short of the matter is that my son stole $200 dollars from me
It started out a decent day. I got up and my wallet was open and my mastercard was on the floor and my PNC bank card was missing. I asked the kids to help me find it and then Jovaughn went straight to the kitchen and found it under the microwave.
I admit, it didn't cross my mind that Jovaughn would do what the first sign pointed to him doing. I honestly thought no more on it
Until two thirty when I went to check my bank account. Instead of the couple hundred I was supposed to have to pay my light bill and the credit check fee for the house I am trying to get. My first thought was to the fact that my wallet had clearly been rifled through and I started freaking out because of course, I thought someone had been in my house. After I called the bank however, my thoughts started to skew don the path that they should have gone down in the first place but at the same time the path that you hope and pray to every God you know that you never have to travel. The woman said they were ATM transaction with my pin number. There's only two people in my house that kow my pin number and that's Jovaughn and myself. Another step down the path.
I thought it over, I talk with my neighbor downstairs and then Jovaughn dropped a bombshell on me. He said he heard footprints downstairs in the living room when he got up to go to the bathroom at three am. Of course now I'm totally freaked out. a half hour later though, it dawned me me, kids gotta be lying...I have a brand new Sony Vaio and a 32 in flat screen LCD. (Please don't think I am bragging I am just trying to make a point) and all that was taken was my ATM card and even that was returned. Then there was the fact that he didn't wake me. He didn't wake me or call the cops, or anything.
An hour after that I went up to his room to see if i could find the money and he tells me that his room was a mess because the person that was in the house the night before robbing me (Wait is it robbing me really if they returned the card??) had ransacked his room.
So let's add up the tale now. There was a person in my house. He left the TV and the computer, and the TV that is sitting next to the good TV, and the DVD player. He took my card out of my wallet and returned it and at some point the person was in my sons room.
Never mind how he got in, because my door makes a really loud sound rubbing the frame right now because the house settled and the door didn't. Person didn't come through the door. they had to go through the kitchen women and down onto my neighbors porch outside her bedroom. 'Nuff said.
So skip forward a few minutes, I am on the phone with his father and he now has a description of the "person" that was in our apartment. He was , and I quote, "About so tall, and brown like us." (Wow that really narrows it down now, huh. APB out on the brown guy about so tall!)
Around this time I was more than convinced he was lying. I told him that if I got the police involved and told them I wanted the cameras from the ATM, and found out that it was him I was going to send him to JV. Two minutes later $20 was mysteriously found in Olivia's pocket. Five minutes after that, I found $20 in Kayla's pocket. While on the phone with Randy they found $60. (Keeping track?)
The next few hours are a bit of a blur. I admit I did what no mother should ever do, I blacked out and went crazy. After I finished I was afraid for what I had done but it couldn't be helped. Randy showed up about one am and bedded down.
He got up this morning to talk to Jovaughn and I don't know what was said but Jovaughn's story about why he took my money was he took my card to go to the ATM so that he could get money for a haircut and i would have money to get to work. But on his way out of Rite-Aid, he says five girls beat him up for the money so then he turned went back to the ATM and got another hundred. But here's the kicker, he still didn't give that to me.
So Randy took him to the police station and they've filled out a police report and they are going to pull the surveillance tapes from the store and if the boy is lying, Randy's name is on the police report. It will go down as filing a false police report randy will get in trouble, lose his security clearance and is job. I will lose my clearance with money and won't be any good to the retail community and be out of a job. He, I'm not sure he'll live.
I'm so hurt right now, readers, I don't know what to do. I think I am just going to do what everyone says and take it one day at a time.
Did I ever mention FML!!!!!!!
Single and blogging is done...
