I'm glad Koreans (or at least the ones that live in my apartment complex) are either honest or ignorant. I rode my bike home from work Tuesday and parked in the parking garage, but drove the car on Wednesday. Late last night I was looking for all the stuff I'd need for work today, and couldn't find my bike key.
It was sitting in the ignition. For 30 hours or so.
Apparently everyone is either straight as an arrow and wouldn't think about stealing my nice new BMW or they just had no idea that the key is in the ignition. I shudder to think what would have happened if I'd done that when I live in Atlanta or Newburgh, NY.
I'm going to tie a bright piece of orange cloth to it from now on, so I notice it when I get off the bike. Of course, if I do forget it, the orange cloth will draw thieves' eyes to the key...