Saturday, August 01, 2009

A First for Everything

This is not one of those "firsts" you want to experience. In fact, if you could avoid it your whole life, you would be doing well for yourself.

I'll start by saying that I'm currently moving apartments. They aren't far from each other, so I've made a couple of trips by bus carrying a large bag and a backpack.

On one such trip, I was standing at the bus stop with the big bag in my left hand and the backpack on my back. In my right hand was my mobile, which I was using to send an SMS to confirm evening plans. Within a few seconds, a taxi pulled up the same way taxis do all over the world. A guys opens the door, gets out, turns his back to the driver, and appears to be giving him money.

I look up to acknowledge the situation and then focus my attention back to my mobile. Then, in a flash, the guy who had been "giving money" to the driver, turns around, rips the phone out of my hand, and jumps in the car. The driver then pins it.

My first reaction was to grab the car and start running along side it, which I did (bag and all). I couldn't get much of a grip and didn't have a free hand to reach inside and try to grab the phone. Within seconds the car reached a speed that, had I chosen to continue hanging on and running, may have resulted in certain serious injury or death. It was at this moment that the guy in the passenger seat turned and shook his head as if to say, "Don't bother trying. You're going to get yourself killed."

So I let go. The car sped away and I was left with my arms in the air thinking, "What the hell just happened?" And while the adrenalin rush felt great, it soon dawned on me that I wasn't getting my phone back. Not that it matters because it's just a phone.

What's unfortunate is how it happened. It's the kind of event that makes you think twice everytime you pull out your phone, or anything else of value, in public. Even worse, it's things like this that make you resent where you are. I can tell you from experience that such resentment often means it's time to get out of dodge. Good thing I'm off to Kyrgyzstan in two weeks for a little vacation.

So there you have it: my first time having something stolen since I started living abroad.

4 Comments:

At 10:40 AM, Blogger Miss Canthus said...

How terrible!!!! I hope you cancelled your service. There was a big story here last winter, where an 18 yr old from the Shuswap accidently took his cell phone with him to South America and then had his bag ripped off. He forgot he had the phone in the bag and didn't report it stolen for awhile. Found out he had a $10,000 phone bill. Then he talked to the provider and another $20,000 was still added to the bill. Can you imagine a $30,000 phone bill at age 18!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 
At 3:35 PM, Blogger Samantha said...

That totally sucks. I haven't had anything stolen yet, but it's probably just a matter of time.

By the way, guess who's visiting me this week? Johanjimin! It's great seeing them again.

 
At 9:08 PM, Blogger Vimaljit said...

ooops! No wonder I couldnt reach you!

I think the 18 yr old should speak to the phone company. Honestly, it doesnt cost them much to connect calls and given his situation, they should find a way to reduce/waive the fees.

 
At 9:34 AM, Blogger Vimaljit said...

i just remembered....my toilettries bag got stolen by the cab driver in india!

 

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