My Mum and I went down to the local police station to lodge a report about the conman that came in the afternoon. We had to wait because another man was before us. The bloke was complaining about another man failing to pay a debt of RM 100,000.
It was soon our turn and we were eager to offload everything. The officer heard that we have only lost RM 100 and so it was pointless to make a report even though we told him that we feared for my safety because I had given him a copy of my id card and two copies of my signature. The officer offered to ask his men to pay more attention to our house when they do their rounds.
We went home worried. I contacted my ex-student's Mum and she was surprised that nothing was done. My ex-assistant suggested that we lodge a report at the police station @ UTC on Thursday and my ex-student's Mum agreed.
@UTC, the waiting was only a mere few minutes. I was served by a female officer. She is Chinese with the same surname as me but I did not know. I spoke to her in Malay for the entire time and was glad that my Malay did not breakdown half way. I was also required to speak to a sergeant about what happened over the phone. The report was typed up and a copy was printed for me to keep. She informed me that the conman was probably after a quick buck and hopefully, may not misuse my ID card copy but if I find out that he did, I could use this report for the police to take further actions.
So far, nothing had happened. This was my first time dealing with local coppers on my own. When the thieves stole the safe, that was dealt with by my Mum and brother. I guess the last time I dealt with Malaysian police in a negative way was when I was 5. I poked my tongue at the same officer twice but on two different Saturday afternoons. He was not amused and he told my Mum off twice. Bloody no sense of humour!
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