Wallet in the Mailbox

It’s strange when my wife happened to find a wallet in the mailbox. It’s stranger still that it is used and not a new one that comes nicely wrapped in gift wrapping paper. This one’s really used. But it’s definitely no surprise that there was no money in it. Just an identification card, and American Express card (guess someone left home without it!), a dental appointment card and some other rubbish cards. The address on the IC says that the guy lives in Serangoon and that he is a young chap born in 1989.

Since I had decided to go for a jog, I stuffed the wallet into my waistpouch and off I went. I arrived at the Seng Kang Police Post all sweaty and panting, and the Police constable gave me an inquiring look when I almost crawled in. When I pass him the wallet and told him the circumstances under which it was found, he seemed undecided as to what to do. Then he turned to his colleague, who had to ask me to repeat the story again, which I did in one sentence.

This other constable, then took a look at the IC and said, “Oh he just came to make a report!”. Then they started counting the stuff and found that the Transitlink card was missing. So they asked me to write down my name, contact number and address, after which I was free to go. At least the constable was courteous enough to thank me. That was one smile out of 4 millions!