Where's my phone? OMG!
This is the first thought that raced through my tired brain after a night of fun with the junior class at Ms Clarity Cafe. I reached the bus stop and when I was about to start walking back I realised my pockets were exceptionally light. I touched it and found that my bukly Nokia 6610i has gone missing.
Spare me the rhetorics. I am completely aware that the phone is an antique but getting it back is of utmost importance since that phone meant a lot to me and also, mom would kill me if I lose it she warned me earlier the trouses I'm wearing have shallow pockets.
I called my phone. It's ringing, but no one picked it up. Means most probably it's not stolen since if it really was the freaking theif would have ended the call immediately. Called mom for SOS and asked her to help me bar the phoneline just in case some foreigner picked it up and starts a frenzy of calling oversea numbers (and I would have died by looking at the phone bill next month).
Barring the phone means… if someone picks it up he might throw away because either he can't contact the owner or he thinks the phone is useless now. Before mom barred it I immediately sent an SMS to my phone informing anyone who might pick it up about the situation and asked him to contact my roommate.
Thank God at 2am I got a call from this person with really weird accent. He told me that he picked up my phone. Being too tired (oh my you wouldn't want to know how crazy that outing to Ms Clarity Cafe was) I told him that if possible I will collect the phone from him today and he agreed. I ended the call and… went back to lalaland.
Woke up at 1pm (stop calling me sleeping beauty since I was damn tired :D ) and called the person.
Meet @ Queen Street Terminal, 4.40pm
I was like… okay. Initially I was pretty worried since today is April Fool, he's a guy and he might want to extort me or something. Worse still if he asks me to go to his house to get my phone. *Goosebumps* Since the bus terminal is a pretty crowded place I immediately agreed, fearing that he might change his mind.
Reached there at 4.30pm and saw this guy staring at me. He asks me whether I lost my phone and I said yes. He directed me to the SBS office at the terminal. Oh. He's a bus captain! I've been thinking WAY TOO MUCH haha thanks to my CRAZY IMAGINATIONS :razz: So I signed some documents and wrote some compliments (so that he can get promoted or something) and ticked all the boxes indicating "Excellent" which descriptions I don't bother to read.
Before I left I said thank you (which is like the 100th time saying) and peered at the bus captain's name tag. I didn't get a really good look but this is his name:
Ahmad Bakti Bin Wahran
Thank you so much for returning my phone!
16 hours without a phone. And luckily I got to back. Phew. And luckily it's not an April Fool scam!
Eh, i respect Ahmad Bakti Bin Wahran!
Good one!
thank god. honest man. 95% people won’t return it back. dont be careless ya next time.
You’re so so so lucky!
And salute to that honest man.
omg i would have so panicked like crazy, my heart would have stopped if my phone went missing. god bless the kind soul. karma. as they say what goes around comes around. be careful with your hp from now on yea? xp
I lost my SGD$400 phone in the CHS auditorium and nobody returned it to me… (ie. it got stolen). This proves that the higher your education is, the more bankrupt your morals are.
ä½ å¾ˆèªæ˜Žå•Šï¼Œ 懂得å‘SMSåˆ°è‡ªå·±çš„æ‰‹æœºï¼Œå‘Šè¯‰æ‹¾åˆ°çš„äººæ€Žä¹ˆé€šçŸ¥ä½ ~~è¡¨å§¨å¦‚æžœæœ‰ä½ é‚£ä¹ˆèªæ˜Žï¼Œé‚£ä¹ˆå¯èƒ½æˆ‘也找得回我丢失MOTOROLA~~å‘œ~~
great! normally phone lost will be no return..
but i return someone’s 8210 last time..
call till the whole phone book d honey, mum, dad all also no respond lol
but atlast return to the person back by “TAKE TO BATU FERRINGHI FOR HER”
such a good person i am :P lol is my dad, not me.
but such a lucky day u have!
should thank god loh.
Hi. I really like your blog. Was wondering if you want to add it to my directory? Thanks Shelly
Weblog index
Benghan: Yeah. Me too! Thanks!
Yanni: I’m really thankful to him for being so kind and honest! Well he called me the second he found my phone and immediately asked me to meet up with him so that I can get my phone back asap… how nice of him to do so ;) I dropped the phone because the darn jeans have very shallow pockets. Shall not wear it next time.
Nonnie: Thank you!
Rei: I panicked the split second I realise it was gone, since I rarely lose my own things unless somebody comes into my room and steals it. My heart dropped so deep I scarmbled to deep depths to pick it up before I can think of anything to do. I wish that guy good luck in anything he do! He’s got my blessing :D
Mib: Sounds familiar to me because that was where I lost my first phone too! I dropped it before leaving the auditorium and when I went back in like 10 mins it was gone! What a crafty theif. Maybe it’s that infamous theif you-know-who from our batch…
Yong Yong BY: Haha there is no way I can be that smart. That was mom’s idea!
Lunaticgal: Yea I thought of that too! I was actually bracing myself for the worse since the bus I boarded (bus 170) goes pass the woodlands custom and gets into malaysia where the crime rate is way higher than in singapore (this is not an insult… it’s a fact). But luckily everyone on that bus gone blink except the bus captain! Haha! Or maybe it’s just because my phone is too old so it has no second-hand value… Anyway it’s so nice of you to return a lost phone you’ve found! Honest gal!
OMG，原æ¥æ˜¯ä½ è€å¦ˆçš„主æ„ï¼ä¸‹æ¬¡æˆ‘弄ä¸è§ä»€ä¹ˆä¸œè¥¿ï¼Œé©¬ä¸Šå°±åŽ»å‘Šè¯‰å¥¹ï¼Œçœ‹èƒ½ä¸èƒ½æ‰¾å›žæ¥~`哈哈
ä½ å¦ˆçœŸçš„å¾ˆåŽ‰å®³ï¼
lucky you got back your phone, in ‘here’, i hope there are more good people like Mr Ahmad Bakti Bin Wahran, lor.