Pickpocketed, or maybe not?

Last thursday, Chyah Chyah called me. She said there was a man at our door with my wallet. I kind of panic’d, a strange dude showing up with my wallet is a rare occurence indeed. He said his name is “K” and wouldn’t give any more details. He had my wallet, which had been emptied of all cards except for my New York driver’s license. She handed me the phone and I talked to him a bit. I was extremely worried at first, thinking: maybe this guy came to threaten me? Or?

Turns out those worries were unfounded.

Still super weird, how did this guy have my wallet?

He said he found it in his car.

“Are you an uber driver?”

“No…not really.”

“Did you have strangers in your car? Or? Any idea how my wallet ended up in your car?”

“No…not really.”

So basically, mystery man “K” showed up with my wallet, returned it, refused a reward for his good deed (we offered cash, which he refused, and also tried to give him a cute panda thing, some other stuff, etc. all of which he refused) and left on his way.

Chyah said he seemed just as confused as we were, and that he might assumed his girlfriend was cheating on him or something.

So yeah, weird.


Wednesday, the day previous, I got off work in a hurry and ran to the L train to head to GP-81. There was a very long wait for the train, and I stood on the platform with hundreds of other people waiting for the rush hour L train, which appeared to be late. Finally it came, people rushed on and it looked like I didn’t make it, the car was basically PACKED and I decided I should wait for the next train…that was until a dude squeezed in, saw me waiting on the platform and urged me to squeeze in. i jumped on and squeezed in.

As soon as the doors shut, the dude basically started crying. He was burying his head into my jacket, from behind, crying about his life. I honestly felt bad for him. Anyways, point being: I was in very close contact with a desperate and kind of sketchy dude; I even remember his hand brushing by NEAR where I keep my wallet.

So, did that guy steal my wallet? Did I lose my wallet? How did it end up in that other dude’s car?

No idea.

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