Saturday, April 23, 2005

Professional thief

I think I can be a professional thief. Last night I "stole" other people's bag with no problem at all. In full view of other people. And the owner is also nearby, not more than 10 feet away. And the whole event took place in a public place - Seven Eleven at Melaka Sentral.

Went there to meet Pastor Philip's mentor, Les Brickman. He is scheduled to arrive at the bus station around 7pm from Ipoh. After parking my car, went to the Sentral to look for him. Haven't seen him before. Only being told that he is an American, a Jewish and most probably would have a moustache. Didn't see anybody that matches that description in the waiting area. Went to the bus counter and was informed that the bus should have arrived.. the clerk was also not sure. Well... took another walk to the waiting area but still no signs of this American guy. Walk to the shoplots area to search for him. Then walked past Seven Eleven and saw a white man buying something. At first thought... no... this could be him. Aiya... just asklah... who knows maybe its him. Went in and ask him... "Hello, are you Mr. Les Brickman?" "Yes! And you must be David." Shook hand with him.

He was in the midst of paying for the whatever stuffs he's buying. He took a RM100 note to pay for a RM5.90 item. The cashier asked him whether he has smaller change and he shook his head. Somehow, I just took out my wallet and give the cashier RM10 note to pay for the item. Wah... so generous lah... I say to myself.

"Shall we go?" I asked him. "Yeah" He turned and grab hold of two luggage bags. I, because of Asian culture and wanting to show hospitality, quickly grab a shopping bag beside the luggage bags. So off we went to the car. Upon reaching the car, he put his two luggage bags at the back seat. When I handed over the shopping bag to him, he didn't take it but walked to the passenger seat. So I had to put the shopping bag at the back seat. Then we went for dinner and after dinner went to City Bayview Hotel to check him in.

I parked my car at the hotel's parking lot. Mr Les Brickman brought out the two luggages. I then brought out the shopping bag for him. We went to the lobby and after that brought him to his room. Went to the room... he put his bags near the cupboard. And I put the shopping bag near the bed. "Well. I hope everything works fine", I said referring to the electrical switches. "Yeap.. think so", he replied. "Well, is there anything else that I can do for you?" I asked. "No... I'll see you tomorrow" ... and we shook hands. Then I turned to go out.

"Is this bag yours?" Mr Les Brickman asked. "What bag?" "This bag"... and he pointed to the shopping bag. "No... I thought it's yours". "No... its not mine". "Oh.. dear!... this is somebody's else bag". We just laughed, knowing that we've taken other people's bag unknowingly.

So I went back to the Seven Eleven shop and returned back the shopping bag. The cashier told me that the bag belonged to a Chinese lady and she asked that they keep the bag if it is found... she will take it from them. Told the cashier to apologize for my mistake.

There you have it... a "theft" by legal definition, carried out professionally. And a happy ending.

*****

Some of the most amazing things you'll see are from home videos that where caught on a surveillance camera. Having a surveillance camera system in your home allows being home at night by yourself more comforting knowing that there are security video cameras keeping watch over the home.

4 comments:

Michelle said...

you are a profesional thief. you stole my heart! mwahahahaha

Leishia said...

talk about being mushy!!!!!!!! mwahahahahahahhahahaahhaahaha

yeah lah, david bong, use bigger fonts lah, and take out the top blog, very distracting, and take up most of the screen space. hehe

Leishia said...

the only post with large fonts is that one on dressing sexy and being adult. tssk tssk tssk

DavidBong said...

sorry about the font lah. didn't know that the font will be that small. hehehe time for you guys to wear spectacles.

hmmm... wonder how many other hearts that I stole unknowingly