Pick Pocket
Was at the government office where I make the daily bread as a managing government bureaucrat, a typical day but for some reason I felt really fatigue, I don’t know if it was the ricola mint cough drops that I tend to eat like candy. Perhaps it was the peanuts that I just ate. But as I sat at my desk, one of the working government bureaucrats asked me to assist them.
When I left my desk and was going to the area to see what I can do for the working government bureaucrat, I came across some of the public who were congregated in the hall way, they wanted to apply for government services.
I was interacting with them, then there was a dude in a wheel chair and he asked for assistance. Since I was there I assisted him, and he was so grateful that he stood up from the wheel chair and gave me a hug.
I went on my way, but as I was walking down the hallway, I couldn’t help to think that something is off. I felt my back pocket and found that my wallet was missing.
The dude must have pick pocketed me when he hugged me. So I ran back to the area where I last saw the dude to see if I could catch him before he left the government building.
When I got to the area where I last saw the dude, he was no where to be found. I went to the entrance door, and I saw him. I ran out side and I saw he had my wallet and he was emptying the contents.
I ran up to the dude and I punched him in his face and took back my wallet, and the contents. The dude had some other companions with him and they tried to grab me. But thanks to some of my judo skills I managed to escape their clutches and was able to toss them aside.
The government building security police saw the commotion outside and they came out of the building to break up the scuffle. The unruly people (the dude and companions) were told to leave or risk getting charged with assaulting a government employee which is a max of six years in prison and they will be a convicted felon.
The dude and his companions agreed that the scrap wasn’t worth it and without further provocation, they left the government compound.
I went back into the government building, and while I was walking back to my desk, I felt that my wallet was still not in my pocket.
I couldn’t believe that the motherfuckers managed to pick pocket my wallet again, and this time, they’re gone. The only thing I could do was to go and call the banks to cancel my credit cards and deactivate my debit card.
When I sat back at my desk to access the bank’s website, I was typing on the keyboard, and then I felt my wallet in my back pocket.
What! Then it darned on me that I must have momentary dozed off and was in a dream without realizing it. Everything was so vivid and felt natural like I was in the waking state.
Its not the first time that I was in a dream but felt it was like realty. I guess I need to do some research on this phenomenon.
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That would have been really inconvenient if you’d cancelled all your cards!
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yeah, it sure would have been …
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