I just remembered this really random event in my life where I was walking home with my friend in a crowded, confined alleyway until I felt my backpack rustle. I turned around and saw that there was in fact a man holding my wallet in his hand and the first thing that I did was ASK him if that wallet was mine. Now get this, I knew it was mine, I knew the color of my wallet, my back pocket was widely opened but I was so fucking nervous that my introverted instincts told me to ask the thief if that wallet was mine. I shit you not, he just stared at me motherfuckerly and RETURNED my wallet then proceeded to walk away as if nothing happened. WHAT'S FUNNIER WAS THAT I WAS SO SCARED AND NERVOUS that I checked my bag then turned to him and asked him yet again if he stole anything else from my bag. He ignored me then disappeared into the crowd like a casual citizen.