I heard that the case is coming to a close and
that I will be hearing from the authorities soon. Finally, I can take a
breather now and declare that I may be free from yet another accusation case
off my hands. What are the odds for one to receive a phone bill for a mobile
line that he/she never signed up for? I doubt it is something you expect from
your everyday life. And as though receiving bills of $120.00 monthly is not bad
enough, I get accused of being involved in this fraud case.

The telecommunication company actually suspected
me for staging this whole ridiculous incident. Just because I used to be a part
time employee, does not give you the right to conveniently malign me. I lost my
identity card approximately 1.5 year ago, I should be the one kicking a big
fuss over how they can actually allow an imposter to use my identity card,
forge my signature, and sign up for a new mobile line, and not them turning the
table around to question me.

My first discussion session with the guy from the
Telco’s fraud team simply added fuel to my fire. I was so furious, I could
visualize myself slapping and kicking him. I really did not appreciate his
sarcasms and whatever repercussions he ‘kindly’ informed me. The second
discussion with him made me feel like killing him literally. So go figure how
much angst I felt.

Despite all these interrogations I had to go
through, and eventually knowing that I am cleared from all these finger
pointings, I was still not informed of who the culprit is. I hate the fact that
my lost identity card can miraculously resurface after having disappeared for
such a long time, and still not know what that f**ker has done with it. I have
this nagging feeling that it is an inside job like how they suspected me
before, and it is someone whom I know. Well, if my gut feeling is right, it
goes to show how much trust one should place in the people around them. The
word trust is often so misused by people who want to be believed in. Yet in
many situations, we choose to believe in these people we assumed are friends.
Utterly disgusted by a few trustees who have betrayed me, I do not really see
myself placing my trust in anyone, anymore.

Then again, maybe the problem lies with me. I
tend to be naive, because I chose not to believe people are really that ugly.
Maybe that is why I am to be taken advantage of and be leverage on. I am
probably a convenient target for some to wipe their shit off me without having
to dirty their own freaking rotting hands, after they did something wrong and
have no balls to face up to it.

Sigh, but what is there to do? Maybe I should
embrace a famous quote from someone, “Life’s like that”, and live with it.
Seems like nothing I can do about it.

 

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