Polly Freeman Niwoths

I was never a fan of quick cash loans, because I didn't like the idea of owing anyone money, even if for a short period of time. It wasn't until I really needed one of these loans that I began to appreciate them. My wallet was picked from my pocket without my knowledge one day after riding on the train. When I got off the train and was ready to get some money from an ATM, I noticed that my pocket was lacking an object that I hold dear to my heart. I was panicking to find it, but I couldn't even get back on the train I just off of because I didn't have any money to pay for more fare, and my train pass card was in the wallet.

On top of all the bad things that could have happened that day, I left my phone at home, so there was no way I could call anyone for help. There wasn't even a working payphone in the area. I thought I was at the end of my wits, when I saw a cash loan place on the corner of the street. I went inside and asked them if they could give me a loan.

The loan place gave me the money and I used it to make arrangements to get home. One I got home, I filed a police report about my stolen wallet and I called my bank and credit card companies to freeze my cards so whoever stole my wallet couldn't use any of them to access my money. A few days later, my wallet was found by one of the train station officers. He caught a man who had been walking around on the different cars stealing peoples wallets without them realizing it until it was too late.