*As posted in the wee hours of Sunday 21 Sept on my FB*
My car was broken into between 10.30pm to 1am on Saturday night (20 Sept) in Hartamas, right in front of the Maybank (the one near Home & Away Pub).
If you see the BLACK GREENROOM136 bag (not-even-in-the-market) or the Grey Junk Monkey equipped with a Grey quick release harness (as far as I know, all the others in the market are black), then please tell the person holding the bag that they are using STOLEN property!
Those who know me know that I carry my bags with me and all of their contents everywhere. And I mean everywhere. It is a rare occasion that I actually leave my bag in my car. Even when I do, I take care to ensure my car is parked in a safe space, well-lit and with lots of people around. It literally broke my heart when I found my car broken into with both the aforementioned bags stolen. I was really angry with myself for not having the presence of mind to keep my bag on me, like I usually do.
One of the things I’ve learnt from my Father and Brothers on how to deal with the bad shit that could happen to me in this life is this, “Shit happens. Deal with it. Don’t expect anyone to help you. The only one person you can ever truly rely on is yourself." Granted, this is terribly negative and pessimistic. But this has taught me to toughen up. It helps me to be thicker skinned. Less whining. More doing. In doing so, more positive in reaction to the negative.
When bad things happen, one can always expect the onslaught of I told you so’s. Here’s where I feel fortunate. Only one person said that to me. Everyone else gave me the good ‘ole pat on the shoulder and kind words. This tells me I have intelligent people in my midst. I thank all of you for your understanding.
In fact, my small request of asking people to share the photo of my missing bags on FB with the faint hope of possibly having someone spot my bag on the street one of these days was entertained by many of my friends on FB. Again, thank you.
Having such positive things happen helps me combat the pessimistic nature of what has been taught to me from a very young age. It gives me a little more faith in the people around me. More faith in the world that we live in. I move forward still keeping to what my Father & Brothers taught me but with a more optimistic feel. That is to be as self sufficient as possible. Don’t expect help from others but have faith that if I help myself and help others when I can, the universe has a way of working things out somehow. In other words, karma I guess.
Earlier today, I was greeted with one of the best surprises I’ve had in a while.
I received a Greenroom136 Genesis and a Scribble Book Journal from the man behind Greenroom136 via mail. When I dropped him a message thanking him, Patrick’s exact words to me were, “Everyone deserves a hand when in need. So, that was mine to you.”
Thank you sir for further bolstering my faith in the world and the people in it!
*The 10 sen coin was in the bag. Unintentional I’m sure. But I’m gonna leave it in the bag. It might be good luck!
This is why you need to go get yourself a #MalaysianMade Greenroom136 bag if you’re shopping for bags. Why bother with bags like Crumpler, Timbuk2 and etc? Greenroom bags are urban bags, handmade and made to last with warranty for life. The man behind Greenroom is truly passionate about what he does and about how he does it. Over and above all that, he’s one of the best people I’ve ever met. I can’t emphasize enough. Get yourself a Greenroom136 product today.
And for the last time, as a little farewell to the bag I’ve lost and all of its contents; here’s the video review I did of my good ‘ole Junk Monkey.