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Ugly Singaporean... Part 1
Bitched on: Monday, April 24, 2006
Time: 4/24/2006 10:34:00 PM
I was in my gym's restroom today about to change into my gyming attire when I found a brand new orange Creative Zen MP3 player complete with Sennheiser headphones (that's a mouthful) on the bench in the changing room.Time: 4/24/2006 10:34:00 PM
At first I thought that it belonged to someone using the shower or urinal but after a while it was clear I was alone.
I have to be honest and say that I did think of taking it and keeping it for myself (it is brand new and I was in need of another MP3 player...).
Then, my conscience told me otherwise. I should leave it alone on the bench.
Then again, if someone dishonest were to stumble onto it, they would do exactly what I thought of earlier - keep it for oneself or.... even sell it away.
So I did what I thought was best and kept it for myself.
Not...
I turned it in to the friendly makcik (auntie) behind the gym counter who in turn passed it to the hot gym instructor (a girl, a girl, a girl... not a dude, lemme get that clear... sheesh.).
And while I was writing my particulars (as a witness of some sort), she 'gazed' into my eyes and said, "That was an amazingly honest thing you did."
I just melted. Haha...
See, honesty pays.
It also pays to see the rightful owner receiving it back just as I was about to leave the gym after ... ehem... 2 hours of gym (okok, 1 hour plus...).
It turned out while I was changing into my clean clothes in the changing room, a couple of guys came in. They began searching high and low for something.
I overheard them speaking in Mandarin (yes, I understand Chinese... So beware if you wanna gossip about me...).
Dude 1: You sure you left it here?
Dude 2 (the-clearly-more-anxious-one): I am... wah... die die..
Dude 1: Who gave it to you again?
Dude 2: My girlfriend. It was a present from her last month. hongkan liao (what's that in English??)... (and then he goes on to say Hokkien expletives peppered with the F-word...)
Then they headed out to the gym counter.
Just as I was about to leave the gym, I passed by the counter and the nice auntie introduced me as the hero who returned the MP3 player.
I blushed. The two guys thanked me.
Dude 2: Wah... Thank you. Thank you... so very much. It means a lot to me.
Dude 1: Lucky it was you who found it. Lucky you were honest... Thank you very much...
I know Dude 1 was sincerely just trying to thank me but there was something he said (or the way he said it) that left me speechless and insulted.
Like hello???
Lucky I was honest? I know exactly how he felt though...
Cause I had this friend who lost his MP3 player too. When he left his bag unattended at (all places in the world, you think someone would dare steal in) a mosque while he was performing his friday prayers!!! Amazing... a place of worship is not even safe? A house of God needs a safe of some sort?
Ironically, it was my friend's first time in years to be performing his weekly Friday prayers...
And he has sworn not to go again....
Kidding, I made the last part up...
And a few months later, he stumbled across an unattended MP3 player (iPod Shuffle, I think) on a bus seat and you know what?
He took it.
He reasoned that it was to pay back at the person who stole his MP3... A karma thing...
Gee... It all makes sense, eventually, the original thief would also lose my friend's MP3...
Its all clearer now.
Bullocks...
Continued: Part 2
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