3 July 2009
I hear the usual noises made by pork seller every Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. I opened my eyes and saw that it was 7.45am. I remembered that I needed to get some mince pork.
Sleepily I dragged my heavy feet and butt to the bathroom to change my pajamas. I might scare the poor fella if he sees me in my sexy lingerie, I mean hole-ly sleepwear.
Still half or rather three quarters asleep, I unlocked the main wooden door and made my way to the gate. Trying to unlock the padlock that locks the gate 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 30 days in a month, 375 days in a year.... (Of course minus that few minutes a day when we need to go in and out the house). I discovered that not only the padlock was not there, but neither was the metal that was attacked to the gate, holding the padlock. I felt something amiss but my sleepy brain could not process the magnitude. So, I walked towards the Pork Seller and purchased some minced pork.
Re-entring the house, I looked towards the direction where my Hubby usually parks his Toyota Rush. Looking and staring.... Then I went through it over my mind.... I woke up this morning and Hubby was still sleeping. Why is the car not there? I quickly went to look at the set of keys in the drawers. It was there but the car is not.
The car is stolen!!!!!
I raced upstairs... "The car is stolen!" "The car is stolen!"
The whole family was still fast asleep with saliva drooling from the sides of their mouth *slurp*.
My first question, "Does the car insurance cover theft?" Yes, it often boils down to dollars and cents. Sentimental value on a 2 months old car, still not very strong, yet. But an emotional tie to Mr $ can be very strong even after knowing him for 1 minute. Eventhough we are not good friends, I hear a lot about him. I know my children fantasizes a lot about him and the things they can get through him.
After recollecting our thoughts ....
What to do next?
Call the police....
All this transacted in Bahasa Malaysia...
Police: This is the police station
Me: I want to report the lost of my car. It was stolen from my house in .....
Police: I see. Can you come to the police station to make a report?
I said that I lost my car???!!!!! You want me to go to the police station? What if I did not have a car???? After all, my car has just been stolen!!! *frustrated*
We made the police report and all Ethaniel could think about throughout the one hour plus ordeal was, "Can we eat something? I am hungry". How different the children's priorities can be at a time like this?
It was a very memorable day.
The insurance will reimburse 100% but only after 3 months. Looks like inconvenience will roam the air for a some time.