And there we sat...

There we sat, in the police station, waiting for someone to ask us what was wrong.
There we sat, patiently waiting, while the policeman in front of us ignored us with pleasure.
There we sat, for at least 10 whole minutes, wishing he'd turn around already.
There I sat, so bored I memorised his nametag. IZ- something. (Great. I can't even remember now...)

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Haha~~ So yea, I just came back from the police station.
I lost my IC.
We sat there for at least 10 minutes, being ignored (it seriously felt like we were invisible! I mean, he was sitting right in front of us! And yes, he was doing something, but he could've have just you know, say umm... "I'll be with you in a moment" or something...) before that IZ-something policeman *clicked* and saw us.
"Apa hal?" He asked.
Dad told him the problem.

Apparently, there is no need for police reports anymore when you loose your ic. You just need to make a new one. Wow. We waited for 10 minutes for that.

Yippee~~

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Hmm... This policeman OUTSIDE the police station actually asked us what the problem was before we went in. Wonder why he didn't know about the you-don't-need-to-make-a-report-anymore thing.

It's a mystery.