Someone stole from me

As far as days go I’ve had a strange one. To cut a long story very short, whilst I was at work in the coffee shop today, someone came in and stole our tip jar. Cup and all. My back was turned for no more than five seconds so the guy knew exactly what he was doing. I checked CCTV and have informed the police. It sucks but other than that, there’s not much I can do.

I had a weird moment of relief though. I was relived that it happened to me whilst I was on shift. I feel weird knowing that someone stole from me today. They stole from me and they stole from my members of staff. I don’t know the thief’s back story, why he did it or whatever. It saddens me that someone has to resort to doing that. I’m relieved it happened to me because I wouldn’t want it to happen to anyone else. I know that sounds weird but it’s an upsetting thing to happen to anybody and I’m glad it’s me because I can cope with it.

It’s a good example of karma. If you do bad things, bad things will happen to you. Something bad happening to me today isn’t my bad karma from something I’ve done previously, the bad karma belongs to the thief. I could react badly because of today, I could now take a cynical look at the world, like a pebble being thrown into still water. But I’m not going to do that. I’m a nice person and I believe that the karma will come bouncing back on the thief in some shape or other.

By Sergiu Bacioiu from Romania (Water Drop – Explored) [CC BY 2.0], via Wikimedia Commons