Sad story. Some might gloat at my misfortune, others will understand. C’est la vie. Whatever that means.
I was robbed yesterday! NT$15,000 in cash. From my wallet. Was sort of on my way to the bank to deposit it, when stopped by GF’s apartment to say hello, and outside the lobby, there is a small brick wall, low, and I put my wallet there, for just a minute, to get something else out of my pocket. Then, I got distracted, probably by the GF, and when we left the place on my motorcycle, i completely forget the wallet was there.
30 minutes later, while in a 711, I realized, oops, the wallet is gone. Where did I leave? Brain cells remembered: that low brick wall outside Jennifer’s place.
Went back as million km per hour, and when i got there…
it was gone!
No wallet. Of course.
So I panicked and began knocking on some doors nearby to see if anyone maybe MAYBE had seen it. Everybody said sorry, formosa, we didn’t see the weiguolen’s wallet. Nor the cash inside it. Did you say 15,o00 dollars?
So I left. Went to a coffee shop I had been to earlier wondering if maybe i had misplaced the wallet there. Nope.
Then I called the GF again and when she got home, she told me, guess what, formosa, the wallet is back on the low brick wall. YES! I raced back to her place, opened the wallet and saw…
the cash had been “removed”…
although my ID cards and credit cards and all personal cards were still there. They didn’t rob my identity, but they took the cash.
Funny. I leave my wallet on a wall. I go back and it is NOT there. I go back again and it is THERE once again, minus the cash.
So who took it? It has to be one of the six people who live in the small apartment next to Jennifer’s place. They are the only ones who walk past that wall. Maybe, after seeing me so upset that I lost my wallet, they felt sorry for me and decided to at least give me back the wallet. Thanks. I do appreciate that.
But what should I do? Confront each of them with a rifle and ask did u take it? Or just chalk this up to MISSING IN TAIWAN and call it a day.
It was an expensive day.
But as my GF said: “dear, the money is not so important. the important thing is that we have each other, and our health and safety.”