Loss of Honesty

I had lost my mobile on three occasions: pick-pocketed twice and carelessly left it in the toilet of a very small pub once.

In all the three times, I discovered the loss very quickly – within five minutes of it being gone. Equally swift was the pair of hands that landed on my prized possession at the other end.

The dreadful message announcing the phone has been switched off when I called myself means I have received the death sentence for my mobile. It is gone forever from me.

One can easily imagine the phone is either going to change hands pretty soon at a tidy profit for the seller or will be used by this same dishonest guy who picked up someone else’s property and claimed it to be his or hers.

I was bitterly reminded of this distasteful behaviour when my friend lost her mobile in a taxi in Hong Kong. She was distraught. Sure her mobile was old and due for a change anyway, but the data that was contained in that little memory card was priceless!

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