Mid 2007
i lost my purse and everything inside it. actually, didn't realise about it until i reached home and that was because i was looking for money to pay the fee of the doorman or something of the building i was staying in. went hectic for a while looking for it since i kept all my necessaries in there; bank cards, malaysian IC, student card, some important notes and perhaps, waiting-to-be-thrown away receipts wtf.
after a while of turning the house upside down, i got a call from my bank in egypt telling me that they had frozen my account since someone had reported that he found a wallet and didn't know how to contact me so decided to call the bank instead with the hope of getting my phone number.
to cut the story short, i got his number from the bank and contacted the guy myself and set up for us to meet later that day. wallet was back safely into my hands together with all the contents still intact.
Winter 2008
i accidentally left my biochemistry textbook in the metro (something like our LRT in malaysia) and definitely accepted the fate that i was never going to see it again since i only wrote my name together with my student id number in it. got myself a new textbook with a heavy heart since i had written a lot of notes in the lost one.
3 months later an egyptian in the college came and asked me whether i knew any malaysian with the name "pinksterz". i told her "i am pinksterz". and she said someone from metro had passed her the book last week and told her to return it back. after 3 freaking months.
December 2010
i was in a cab on my way back home and after i was done paying the cab fare, i slipped my handphone recklessly into the winter coat pocket. while i was climbing the stairs to reach my apartment, i mindlessly slipped my hand into the pocket only to find out that there was nothing in there.
"oh shit, it slipped out again!!!"
quickly i dialled the number with my second handphone and the uncle answered it but due to my er, awesomeness in communicating in arabic, i failed to understand what he was saying and vice versa. tried to call the number again an hour later but somehow the phone was switched off. i gave up thinking that it was gone for good.
later that night, a friend texted me asking whether i had lost my phone because that number called him and was asking. i was shocked! so since he was better at dealing with egyptian in arabic, i decided to hand the matter to him.
so the deal was made, he would meet up with the driver after promising to pay the price on the taxi's meter due to the trouble the driver had to go through to hand me back my phone. nevermind the fact that i was going to lose some money over the phone but it was better than buying a new one!
so to cut the story short, phone was safely back in my hand two days later, and i had to pay the guy 150LE.
Today
the weather was warm in the evening enough to make me take off my grey cardigan off. hanged it on my bag in between the handles. was walking home and chatting with a friend before we parted off due to different paths of going back home.
5 minutes later (which was like 20 meters!!!!!!!!!!) i realised my bag somehow felt lighter. looked at it and saw that my cardigan gone. went back again looking for it, with the hope that i might somehow dropped it and it would still be there.
bumped into a few colleagues and asked them whether they saw it while walking out from the hospital and no answer was positive. went back through the same track, trying to look for it, still nothing.
i guess an egyptian was quick enough to grab it in that 5 minutes of carelessness.
but i sure still hope this time i will still be as lucky as before even though i ran out of the "third time lucky" charm already. ;(
*update: yeah turned out i am not lucky this time. the cardigan is gone for good.
