We had a great afternoon exploring new places for my girlfriend’s day off and returned about 2:30pm. I walked into the apt first and I saw that the back door was open.
Weird. My girlfriend said she was sure it was closed.
I grabbed my beatin’ stick and my knife and walked slowly down the hall.
Oops, the room that we had always kept shut – because we weren’t given a lock for it and because the door locks by itself when opened too much – it pushed in the plunger on the doorknob and locks it…
That room was open. I told my girlfriend to go back out on the porch and let me know if someone comes running out.
Our stuff was laying out on the floor and we realized that someone definitely had broken in while we were gone.
I circled around the back and looked at the window leading into our place. Hmm, screen torn, hammer laying in our place on the floor – whose hammer?
I looked up to my right to see what the young guys are doing in the shop that is adjacent to the backyard area. There’s a guy staring at me maybe 25 meters away but I can see the outline of his body and head in the store. The store is really dark inside, but I see his outline. I walk straight for him, going in the back of his store – through his apartment area and I tell him to come with me (in Thai).
I’m still carrying the stick and the knife and his friends are laughing nervously as they watch him come outside… not sure if I’m about to blame him for breaking into my place.
I point to the back of my house and show him someone broke in.
I tell him I want to look inside and I want him to come in with me. He says, nobody is inside. I said how you know? He said he saw a guy jump over the back wall (over the barbed wire). I said, who?
A guy about 15 years old.
I said, WHO?
The guy comes by a lot on the motorbike and goes around the corner by your apartment. You want me to take his picture?
“No, just point him to me when you see him.”
We go inside anyway and I know now that it is either one of the young guys that work in this place where this guy works or it is the 15 year old like he said. That eliminates a lot of possibilities.
We find stuff thrown all over the place. A few things missing. The few major things we had – electronics.
My Penn fishing reels that I was hoping to bring back to the states to fish with my son with… hmm, that sucked most of all.
I drill the guy with questions and I go back to talk to all the guys that work in the shop.
They thought the guy that jumped over the fence was workign on something at the house – he had a large paint bucket with tools in it.
So -what happened as far as I can piece together.
The guy saw us leave – we had a backpack and when we leave together we’re always gone for 3 hours or so minimum. He went over the back wall – over the barbed wire of the unit 2 doors down from us. He couldn’t get in there easily – they had windows shut tight and couldn’t wedge hammer in door.
He jumped over the dividing wall into unit next to ours.
Again – window shut tight and I guess he didn’t want to break glass.
He jumped over dividing wall into the back of our unit – and saw a glass pane missing (always was since we moved in). Our windows were open too – we always leave them open.
He put his hand between the slats and ripped the screen with the hammer claw. Stood on the 5 gallon paint can that he took from the neighbors back area and brought over to ours.
He reached through and unlatched the top sliding ‘lock’.
He ripped a hole lower in the screen (picture top – but not clear) and, using the hammer wedged the claw in the lock we had and bent the lock enough that it popped.
Then he wedged the claw into the space between the door and jamb until he could get his hands in there and pull hard to break the sliding ‘lock’ at the bottom of the door. He was in then.
He went into the bedrooms, spilling stuff everywhere. He took the Samsung digital camcorder and Penn reels there.
How the hell did he have a key? Who knows – we didnt have one! How do I know he used a key? There was a key still in the lock – and it FIT.
PLUS, there were two more keys on the keyring with that key! One was for a padlock SOLO brand – like we use and most of Thailand uses to lock the outside of their homes. The other – not sure – a door knob type lock I think.
So, that was strange to say the least. Yes, we suspect past tenants… but, the whole thing is – it’s impossible to ignore the guy who SAW the 15 year old that he KNOWS jumping over the fence… Common sense tells you he is either correct, or lying to save himself or friend’s ass. End of discussion.
It was stupid for me to save 230 baht by buying a 120 baht lock instead of another 350 baht one like I had on the front door. I just figured there’s not much point really – the doors we have someone could stick their foot through if they really wanted to – there are cracks in our front door where we can see daylight through it. The wood is cheap. Why buy a $11.50 usd lock when someone isn’t even likely to try to break a lock – just kick a hole in the door?
Well that logic was a bit flawed I guess as this guy DID choose to break the lock because it was a small one.
Anyway… long story short we call the police and they come and ignore the eye-witness and say they think it’s one of the construction workers in the back area.
The police ignored the guy that said he saw who did it… Knew the kid, AND saw him go by where we live more than 10 times.
If I gave half a shite I’d have ranted and raved, all I could do was laugh though. How nutty is that?
So the police are questioning the construction guys in the back… most of which are old and might not even be able to jump over the walls with help.
I wish them luck… really I do.