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In December 2002, I received a letter from the Retirement Funds which I needed to fill-in and return within 1 month. It was a "Proof of Life". If the letter was not returned in 1 month, the retirement funds would stop to pay my retirement. By the time the letter arrived in Thailand, almost 2 weeks were already gone.

I filled the letter and let it sign by the Immigration Police in Nakhon Ratchasima. The post office was already closed by the time I finished at the Immigration Police, but at The Mallc there was a post office which was open until 8 pm. I went to The Mall and send the letter by EMS, whih would be in time to arrive in Belgium. I received a tracking number which let me follow the route of the letter.

But 2 days later, the tracking showed that the letter was still in Nakhon Ratchasima.

I went to the main post office and asked the person at the counter why my letter was still in Nakhon Ratchasima after 2 days. He went to the room of the Chief of the post office and I noticed that there was a lot of talking. About 30 minutes later, the chief came to me and said that they needed to investigate the matter. But as a precaution, I was advised to send the later by a courier (UPS).

Luckily, I had a copy of the letter which I printed out and sent with UPS.

A few days later, the post office called me and asked me to go to visit them.
At the post office, the chief showed me a bag full of letters and packages and showed me my letter.
Seemed that the employee at the post office in The Mall had dumped all the mail in a bag and throw it in a waste bin. He disappeared with the cash money from that day.

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