I was so excited to come to your wealthier community to see your new, biggest-in-the-area store. The parking lot was filled with much nicer cars than mine. Within three minutes of my arrival, I realized my reusable bags had fallen from my cart (what with the baby and new surroundings and all, I didn't notice right away). But you apparently saw them and thought you could just take them. What kind of person doesn't at least try to give them back?!
If I hadn't had my baby strapped into my cart, know that I would have chased you down, and our meeting would not have been pretty. Know that it was a distinctive, unique collection, and if I ever see you using them, it will not be pretty.
You ruined my entire day. And now I hate LA all over again. No matter how many old ladies smiled at my baby in the store, the shopping trip was still totally and completely ruined. You are a poor excuse for a human being.
Re: Dear thief at Whole Foods,