Imagine Losing a scooter. I have read stories about people having their scooter stolen, I am guessing it would be a killer!
Ever lost anything valuable?
I was in Fremantle, south of the city of Perth yesterday for some appointments. In the absence of any form of transport, including a scooter, I caught the train. As the train zoomed down the coast I looked out the windows and admired yet another bright sunny, cloudless, scoot-perfect day. I thought about the nice cool winter ride down the stunning West Aussie coast, I would have loved to have been on a scooter today. Actually I would have loved to have been riding down the coast on my yet to exist scooter for more than one reason.
On my return journey I grabbed some emails on my 02 XDAmini phone/pda, read them, responded and then tucked it under my legs to be able to read my book, The Chain of Command. When the train arrived in Perth I was so engrossed in my book, reading about American military incompetence that I realized our train had arrived and I had to jump off to get another train up to my suburb…left my phone on the seat didn’t I!!!
I ran back for it, only to see the train dissapearing off to Midland. I ran in a panic to the security guard who was great, radioed up to the Midland guards to search the train for it. In the mean time I ran my Dad to arrange for transport at the other end as I was borrowing a car for a week from them, I asked if he could ring my mobile phone and see if anyone answered. Then I jumped on the next train for the north. I was so stressed, what was in there? I think I had some passwords recorded in there (I know, you are not supposed to do that!). I think I had a lot of things in there. Over the shelf here in Australia they are about $1900, not something I want to be without right now. Do I cancel the SIM card? Do I cancel everything? I think the battery was almost flat, maybe not enough for someone to gain too much access to all the info…but it could be easily charged with a USB cable. I never put password access on it, spew. I was stressed enough to turn to the person on the train next to me and say, “Do you know, I just left my PDA phone on the last train I was on and I am mad as anything”. The response? “Aghh, you’re stuffed, you can wave goodbye to that, you will never get it back”. Encouraging! Maybe God will hear me! So I begin to pray all the way back on the train, God please let an honest person find my phone, please, please please.
When I get to the train station my Mum was not there yet, I saw 3 50cc Scooters in the parking bays, one of them was the SF50 Rally, a kind of try hard off road attempt…hoooo I digress!
Mum pulled in, she was on the phone to my daughter Mikaela, she handed the phone over, Mikaela says, “Poppa rang the phone and a lady on the train answered it and she ended up giving it to a security man who sent it back to Central, who sent it on to your station and it will be there soon” HOW COOL IS THAT!!!
Once lost – now found, I am a happy man!!
So now, all I missing is a scooter…to ride on…and not stick my phone under my bum on!