Tonight, he figured that he really did want to get home and sleep, and I was only halfway through the workspace that I was reviewing, so he said he's leaving and, well, left.
Incidently, both his phones were out of battery.
Around 10 minutes after he left, I received a call on my office desk phone. It was Dj, calling from a borrowed phone, telling me that he was stranded halfway to home as his bike was out of petrol. I told him I'm coming to pick him up.
I got the workspace I was reviewing on my laptop and basically ran from my desk to my car, and drove like crazy to where he was standing. My head was basically spinning with fear (and a little bit of anger too) in the time between his call and my getting there. Thankfully, he was where he said he'd be, and nothing worse had happened.
Of all the cities in the world, Bangalore is the worst choice for a 24-year old software professional to be stranded alone on the road at 12.30 am and borrowing people's phones to call for help, even if he is a yellow (or brown?) belt in kung-fu.
I raised an eyebrow, when he said he wanted to go find fuel somewhere, but I could see his point of view, so we drove to the closest 24 hr pump that I could think of, and got a bottle of petrol and dropped his bike home. We then went and grabbed some tea at one of the midnight places, and I did calm down eventually, but I nearly scolded Dj worse than his parents probably ever have in the meantime.
Lessons to take away from this incident.
- Don't leave alone at night.
- Don't let your phone(s) go down when you're travelling alone.
- Never disregard both 1 and 2 at the same time.
- Never, repeat never, disregard 3.
Oh, well, back to work again.
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