I was about 2 ft from my purse at Target off of 82nd in Clackamas the day before yesterday. I kept wondering a little far from my cart and telling myself that I shouldn't do that here (I just moved to the area from Central Oregon) and I saw someone darting away from my cart in a sweeping motion and it caught my eye. I glanced down at the fold out part where people put their kids, and my purse was gone. I started following the woman yelling "MAM!!" over and over and she was going faster towards the front doors. My mind was racing, I even started thinking it was a young boy or something because she was so short...probably 4'10.....then I started thinking she was deaf.....finally I got ahead of her probably 20ft from the door and spun her around. She was holding her arm close to her body with her big black purse beneath her arm. She was wearing a black jacket with a black shirt. It was obvious something was underneath her shirt beneath her purse. I kept asking her if she took something of mine and was picking at her sleeve to get her to move her arm. She kepts sweeping away from me. I said "I think you stole my purse! I think you took something of mine! MAM what is under that purse! I kept pointing to the bulge like an idiot. She kept spinning away from me and finally she looked right into my eyes and said "MAM this is just my purse! This is just my jacket! MAM! and she said it with such authority. I could tell she was freaked out. So I thought oh my gosh am I accusing a little old lady of stealing my purse, and she really didn't!? So in a moment of self doubt I yelled out to whoever was around that I think she has my purse and to stop her from leaving and ran back to my purse. It was indeed gone. And so was she. She darted out the door. Another associate was outside and saw this woman darting out quickly while holding something under her arm. He followed her yelling "MAM!" she wouldn't stop for nothing. She yelled out she was late for her grandkids practice or something. She jumped in her car and took off. I had everything in there. I had a brandnew cellphone that didn't even have the plastic off the screen. My title AND registration to my car I just got. My ONLY set of keys. My ID. Half my paycheck IN CASH. My roommate's PASSPORT of all things! My makeup. And I take my makeup seriously! My dayplanner. But worst of all, the worst part about all of this is I just cannot look at people the same way. I am a good person and really, really don't want to look at everyone through jaded eyes. I am so bummed. And feel so violated. Not to mention the whole "if only I would have....." thoughts. Just why did this have to happen?
Purse stolen by a lil old lady @ Target!
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