This morning a woman knocked on my door and gave me my sons wallet that she found on the ground. OK it fell out of his truck. Before leaving for work I went to my car and the door had been unlocked and left open and my glove box was open and papers on the floor. I called my son at school because I had just told him the night before to not leave money in his car and to lock the doors but he didn't answer. I never thought about the gun I kept under the seat. On the way to work I found my sunglasses case and some other things from his truck and my car on the ground. Fuck, I remembered the gun and sure enough it was gone. It didn't have a clip so it wasn't loaded but still. I just hadn't gone and purchased a clip for it yet. Then my son calls and he said he had $300 in his wallet and of course it was gone. So, not only is $300 gone but there is a gun in the hands of some punk kid with my fingerprints on it. It wasn't registered in my name because I found it in a car but still. I tried to report it and the cops are pretty much " what do you want us to do about it". At least it is on record with 911 that I tried to report it. Fun day