So apparently shit does happen

My purse was stolen yesterday. Aside from the nightmarish feeling of it all, it's been a huge pain in the ass. I must've spent 5 hours on the phone yesterday. Calling the police, calling building management, calling the bank, calling credit lines, calling social security....

Tomorrow I get to go to the DMV to get a new license, then to the Social Security Administration to get a new card, then to ....

I would've rather given the jackass a wad of money than having to deal with all this.