Yes, I was there. Along with my sister. Eye witnesses.
We were eating Chinese for lunch. I was facing the door. I watched a customer come in. Here is my description: Pregnant woman. Wearing a puckery red, sleeveless top, with a ruffled neckline, and red, white, and blue chevron patterned loose-fitting pants, and also flip-flops. Her hair was pulled up into a fountain-type style. She had no chin. (I know. It’s a family flaw, to notice physical imperfections. Sorry. I’m not proud of it.)
All of a sudden, the pregnant lady was running out the door with the counter girl yelling, and pursuing her, “She took the tip jar! She’s taking the tip jar!” A chase ensued, and I leaped up, ran to the door, and belatedly and futilely yelled, with great drama and triteness, “Stop her!” The pregnant lady was fast in those flip-flops.
At that point, the get away car…a white Mustang convertible with a black rag top roared past, and sped out of sight, with loud mufflers and no visible plates. Very Hollywood-ish, and dramatic, I must say.
Several people were outside, tapping on their phones. One came into the store, and asked if the perp had a weapon. (That got my attention.) No weapon. The po-po arrived. (I got that term from my Madea watching.) After a confab with the sis on whether we should leave, she approached the counter to tell the policeman that I had a detailed description. I gave my testimony, minus the missing chin, and we were outta there.
Point being…hang on to your purse. The ones who want to get it are accomplished and fast! Keep your eyes peeled. And I hope that whole 15 bucks stolen were put to good use. Maybe for that baby coming in the not too distant future. That might be the real crime.