Between reading my book, eating a packet of raisins and holding an umbrella and a rucksack, I managed to leave my phone in a taxi yesterday.
I guess it happens to us all at least once in a lifetime.
I had a good run with that phone. Two years it nestled in my pocket and took great pictures on an impressive 8-megapixel camera, until yesterday, the day of it's sad disappearance.
Once I get back to the UK I will get my entitled upgrade and no doubt have a new phone within days of arrival, yet the phone I lost was worth a few bob on resale, and I am therefore a little gutted.
There is also the annoyance of having lost all my numbers…
For a good few hours I had faith that the Buddhist taxi driver – his interior dripping with good luck charms – would follow his lifetime of inherited superstition and return the phone to the rightful owner to avoid any bad karma. After all, this is the reason the taxi dashboard shrine exists, right? To keep any bad vibes away so that he can get lucky in life.
Ironically – or probably another word as my brother will no doubt point out the lack of irony here – I got home and watched a TV show on “amazing things in Thailand”, of which one depicted a very poor, one handed taxi driver who found $100,000 in the back of his cab and handed it in to the police, even though he was/is struggling to pay his son's school fees.
He became a local hero – or considered a fool by the looks of his friends' faces when they realised the party they could of had.
This gave me faith. Surely now the taxi driver would answer the phone when I called! I even dropped him a message in Thai asking for its safe return.
But morning came and no joy, the phone had been switched off and my silly fantasy of good will had vanished.
How Do You Know If Something Is Good Or Bad Karma?
But then I started to think a little more broadly about this.
Perhaps this, for the driver, was his good karma; the karma he had been waiting on for years. Considering his monthly salary is probably no more than 8,000 – 10,000 a month, and my phone is worth about 12-15,000 (£300) on resale, he has been blessed with more than a month's wages in one little electronic device.
I imagine he has been driving that taxi around picking up foreigners with more money than sense for years, wondering when he might be able to afford a decent apartment for his family, a holiday outside of Thailand or even a holiday inside Thailand. Then bam! 15,000 Baht drops out of the sky. Buddha has finally delivered on his word.
I actually feel pretty cool about him having the phone now. I can earn in minutes what he earns in a day, and I don't feel comfortable with that, but that is the birth lottery of capitalism for you.
S, I say good luck to him. I wish that more good fortune falls into his lap and he has a prosperous life. I just hope he takes the wife and kids out for the day and doesn't spend the lot on whisky!
Have a lucky day…