Steal My RAZR, Why don’t you?!

Believe me — I was mortified!

Who would have thought that a posh place like Greenbelt 3 Cinemas can be a prime point for these thieves?! Scums! Low-life! (excuse my ranting)

Remember the RAZR that blogging bought me? Well — Rico and I had seats reserved for last night’s showing of the film, 300 in GB3 Cinema 1. (Quite a popular movie, don’t you think?)

When we got there, he went to get me a lemonade from the snack bar and I excused myself to go to the toilet. AND that’s when it all happened!

After I’ve done my business, I went to the sink counter to wash my hands.

I placed my handbag right beside the sink. There’s a zipper pocket (that was open) where I put my RAZR from my jeans’ pocket. As I turned on the faucet, I noticed a woman take up residence on the next sink (to my right), with her bag right next to mine. When I was soaping my hands, I noticed on the mirror that she was “rummaging” through her bag, which looked like a messenger bag of sorts. I also noted that her bag’s flap was over my bag.

Hmmm. I smelled something fishy but I dismissed it and just finished rinsing off the soap from my hands. Once done, I went to get my bag and check the pocket for my phone. And as expected, it’s not there anymore!

I decided not to rush into any conclusion and demand the woman to give it up. I wouldn’t want to cause unnecessary scene in the girl’s toilet, eh? I quickly double-checked my pockets for it and, of course, my bag. No luck.

THEN I decided to check under the “flap” of her bag — and there it was! Lying on the counter! Gawd! I grabbed it and walked out.

Could it have slid out of the bag’s pocket? (cuz that’s the only reason it would have gotten out it without someone else taking it out) Well, no. If you see how deep the pocket is and how upright the bag was (my 400D was holding it up) the possibility of it falling out is out of the question.

Sorry if I sound accusatory. But I know it. I can feel it in my gut. That woman. She tried to steal my RAZR! You should have seen how quickly she had to get away from the scene of the crime. She exited the toilet as soon as I went out (with my phone!) and she had to climb down a moving escalator!

That’s probably why she looked off — as if she didn’t belong — she was even alone! She didn’t look like a mid-30-ish someone (that’s how she looked to me!) who works in an office because she was wearing flip flops on a Friday night. She wasn’t fashioned like the rest of the “I’m sooo fashionista!” women that you see around Greenbelt. Heh.

All I can say is, dear friends and readers, be wary. She may not have succeeded in getting my phone, imagine the countless others she can target?

Note: You may be wondering why I didn’t report her, well, I didn’t have sufficient claims to back the complaint up, right? I did see the phone on the counter, under her bag’s flap and not in her bag.

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