Well, we were challenged with that issue recently.
Both my hubby and I have mobile phones. Not yet iphone 4G but still, we both love our mobiles. We call each other regarding tiny tiny things like, ' Dah makan?', 'Dah sampai rumah?', 'Dah masak?', 'Bila nak balik?' and etc. Yeah, I admit they are very unimportant matters. But then again, who will not take the advantage of calling, instead of sending sms when one can have the access to call the family members within Japan, for free 24 hours a day, by just paying monthly fee of ¥1780 per person? (under the same mobile company that is...in our case, we use Softbank).
Last Friday evening at 6pm, just like any other day, my hubby called me from a playground's car park, which is not far from home. He had just finished his routine soccer practice with Sya. 'Ayang bila nak balik? Nak saya ambik tak?' was the question. I was very busy so I asked him to go back and I would come back on my own. It's just a five-minute ride from University anyway.
And that was the last time I heard from hubby's mobile.
When I came back, just before midnight, I asked him where his mobile was because I had been calling to inform that I would be back in 10 minutes time but there was no answer (again, very unimportant matter). He said, 'Ah...must have left it in the car.' (By the way, our car park was an open parking space, we rent it on monthly basis). I told him to get it because we pretty much depend on mobile's alarm to wake up in the morning. With only one mobile's alarm, I was not confident we were able to wake up early on cold mornings like this.
He went to the car park to get his mobile. It must have been quite a while because when he came back, I was half asleep. I mumbled and asked him whether he had got it. He said, 'Tak, tak jumpa, takde dalam kereta la yang'. Apparently he had looked in the car, went to the playground, looked around both the car parks but still couldn't find it. So, that totally woke me up. I used my mobile and called his phone in case it was placed at home but to no avail, we couldn't locate it. That night, we both slept at 4 am trying to find and figure out where the mobile could have been left. We were hoping that the mobile would just appear the next day. You know, like when you desperately looking for something, it just wasn't there. And when you don't need it, it just happily shows its appearance in front of your nose. Yeah, we were hoping something like that would happen. But unfortunately, that didn't happen.
My hubby had to work on Saturday, without his mobile. So, there was no call during his lunch. There was no phone call telling me when he'll be back for dinner. Yeah, yeah...I sort of missed that moment when you can just pick up the phone and talk about something unimportant. So feeling bored, while my hubby was at work, I decided to spend the whole day doing spring cleaning. Hoping in distress that the mobile would somehow appear. However, the phone was still nowhere to be found.
Saturday was spent with me feeling miserable. Hubby kept his cool. Though he pretty much felt bad for not being careful and lost the phone. And yeah, I have to admit that I never thought losing a phone would mean so much to me. To discover that our lives were quite dependent on a small gadget like that, was even more depressing! Really depressing.
Sunday, no calls from the police station. I didn't feel so bad because we spent time lazied at home, did some house chores and went shopping together. But in actual fact, deep inside, I was slowly losing hope.
But this is life. Life has unexpected turns. God has his own way of doing things. On Monday, after finished doing my routines, I had received a phone call from an unknown number. I was a split second late before the caller hung up. I quickly called back.
'Moshi moshi, this is N.S police station. Can I help you?', a woman answered.
'Moshi moshi, I received a phone call from this number....', I stated.
'Oh...really, do you have any idea why we could have called you?' (smart policewoman I thought)
'Yeah, I filed a police report regarding a lost mobile phone on Saturday, the report no. is...xxxx'
'Oh...alright, regarding the phone, we have found it.'
'Really? Thank you, thank you. When can I go and get it?'
'Any time at all. Don't forget to bring your ID, ok.'
'Thank you. Will be there in 15 minutes.'
The mobile was found! Wahahaha...I was so happy! We went to the police station and identified the phone and got it back. Before I left the police station, I managed to ask the policewoman who handed me the phone, 'May I know where the phone was found?', just to free myself from all these puzzle. She said, ' Sure, it was found at a parking lot in SK8'.
I was so happy. My hubby lagilah...he was estatic. Well, it must have been miserable to see my long face every day. Sorry sayang, we women tend to take things too seriously sometimes and that itself would occupy the whole mind. Unlike men who can just cut and block themselves from all sorts of problems. What to do...this is 'woman nature'. You married one then you will have to deal with one, right? *wink*
But I believe, my persistency definitely paid off. And persistence is one essential criteria in doing research too. Have I got it all? hahaha...I don't know. But I know what my prof would say, he would say...'you still have a long way to go, girl!'