Kudos to an honest man

[MM 6,562]

Last night I went to Irovers on Soi LK Metro. I parked in their untended parking area, but had to park in a second row of bikes, which were all blocking bikes in the front row.

 

I made sure my steering wheel was not locked, and then thought to secure my helmet in the luggage area, instead of leaving it sitting on my rear view mirror as I normally do. This is a departure from my normal parking behavior, since my brightly colored helmet gives me a quick visual aid to where my bike is. However, if someone had to move the bike, the helmet would undoubtedly fall, hence my need to secure it to the bike.

 

I retrieved my key and placed it in the keyhole, unlocked the luggage area, secured the helmet and then went into Irovers to watch the two Group B football matches. Incidentally, I was supporting Uruguay solely on the basis of them being neighbors and the presence of Suarez, who had made Liverpool's season so exciting. I later found myself wishing Italy had won, after Suarez had a snack during the match.

 

Anyway, when the match finished, I visited Showgirls and then Lady Love. I left Lady Love about 3am, planning to head home.

 

When I got to my bike, I reached for my key and it wasn't there. I checked all my pockets, shown a light under the bike and the surrounding area to see if it was on the ground, but I already knew what had happened. I had a clear visual of leaving the key in the lock after securing my helmet. Damn!

 

Okay, someone had taken the key, if that was the case, but who?

 

I went back to Irovers and asked, but they said no one there had brought it in.

 

I called the missus and said, bring me an extra key please. She was none too happy about this request, but said she would get dressed and comply.

 

While waiting, I glanced over at the mototaxi stand about 10 meters away. I couldn't imagine them having any reason to come into the relatively closed off parking section of Irovers, but since I had time on my hands, I went over and asked a large female driver if they had a "goonjay" (key) for that motorbike over there, pointing at my bike.

 

She said, this man keep for you, pointing at a smallish middle aged mototaxi guy. She let out a burst of Thai to him, he came over, reaching into his pocket, and handed me...MY KEY!

 

Then he walked away!

 

I had to follow him to give him a 100 baht tip, which he sort of reluctantly accepted. I got the feeling he was thinking "why is this guy tipping me for doing the right thing?"

 

Okay, a cynic might suspect he was holding the key to see if anyone came for the bike, and if not, to perhaps have it moved afterwards...but I prefer to think he was just taking care of a stranger who had made a thoughtless error.

 

I felt uncomfortable about taking his picture, but if I could have, I'd post it so that any of you staying in the LK Metro area would know an honest man.

 

P.S.

I immediately called the missus and told her the good news. She wasn't as thrilled as I, since she had already gotten dressed and started on her drive to find me.

Edited June 25, 2014 by MM
added P.S.

[Fornicator 106]

It's great to hear stories about honest people. We tend to always tell horror stories and not anything about good people. Thanks for the good news.

[jacko 8,822]

Sounds very amusing to lock your helmet away then leave the key in it!

And kudos to you for leaving the steering lock off and considering the guy you were blocking in!

I keep a special lock for someone who doesn't!.

 

I once struggled to find my bike after leaving Lolitas in bright sunshine!

[Evil Penevil 7,628]

It's great to hear stories about honest people. We tend to always tell horror stories and not anything about good people. Thanks for the good news.

 

I agree. We tend to overlook everyday kindest and honesty, almost to the point that it seems extraordinary when a story does pop up.

 

Evil