It is exceedingly depressing to me that I will be posting this sign in front of our house tomorrow morning after the rain has stopped:
It’s exceedingly annoying to me that this wagon costs around $100, and we, like most everyone else nowadays, are hurting enough financially that it’ll be more than a little painful to spend the money to replace it (in fact, because of the cost, we’re not even sure we’re going to). However, that’s not what I find depressing.
And it’s also annoying that this wagon was a gift from my parents, who are no doubt at some point going to wonder if the children are enjoying it, at which point we’ll have to tell them it was stolen. Then I’ll have to listen to them lecture me as if I’m a child for leaving it out where it could be taken. Then they’ll feel compelled to replace it, and we’ll feel compelled to convince them that it isn’t their responsibility, and oh, boy, will that be a fun conversation.
What I find depressing is that there are people in the world who would do something like this, people who would steal not something important like food or clothing, i.e., something a person in trouble might really need and not be able to afford, but just a toy.
What kind of person steals toys from children?
The sign I’ll be posting tomorrow morning is my effort to judge favorably whoever took our wagon. I’m trying my best to assume that the wagon got blown off of our stoop during one of the recent storms and ended up near the curb or in the street, and someone thought it was up for grabs. My wife things I’m being naïve. She’s probably right, but I’d really rather assume the best than believe that someone knowingly stole our wagon.
I’m sure some would say that we were stupid to leave our wagon on our stoop. I’m sure they’re right, and I’ll be heading out to the hardware store this week to buy a padlock and a security wire to lock all of our bicycles to our porch railing to prevent them from walking off as well. The fact that I need to do this is depressing.
Intellectually, I know there are mean and dishonest people in the world. I know that there are people lacking in a moral compass who think nothing of taking things that don’t belong to them. I know this in my brain, but it depresses me when I think about it with my heart. *sigh*
UPDATE: I put up the sign this morning:
I’m sure it’ll accomplish nothing, but at least doing something about what happened made me feel a little less bad about it.