Wake up call!!

On Sunday, I had an experience that hopefully will be the first and last time it will ever happen.

An African man (to be politically correct) came to our door and asked to come in. Shani and I hesitated because usually we don't let strangers into our house, but the man said he needed to check something that had to do with the neighbors. In my head it was a legitimate story. The man also didn't look too sketchy, so we let him into the garden area and he checked what he needed.
His story was that he wanted to cut down the branches that were in between our houses so that the next day when his telephone company comes they can put up a cable... Doesn't that sound legit??
Then he asked to come into the house because he needed an extension cord so that he could plug in the machine in order to cut down the tree.
I walked to the back office to plug in the extension cord and put it through the window in order for him to be able to work, I told Shani to keep an eye on him.
As soon as the man asked us for our numbers in order to call and confirm about the neighbors, we decided we don't want to deal with him, told him to come back when our secretary is in, and she will decide what to do.
We escorted the man out of our house, but as he was leaving I saw my IPHONE in his back pocket!!!!!!!
From the very beginning of our stay here, we were told that if someone is trying to steal something from you, to let them. Otherwise you never know what could happen.
Without even thinking twice, and in the nicest, most innocent voice, I asked the man:
"Before you leave the house would you please give me back my phone?"
He looked at me and said:
"No, you see my phone is broken so I need yours to call for tomorrow"
So I said again, "No, please give me my phone."
I think I caught him off guard. The kind thief then handed me my phone and I escorted him out of my house.

Everyone here is SO surprised that I got my phone back!
Apparently that is what these guys do, they make up a story, come in, take the first thing they see, try to distract us, and run... But we had locked the gate behind him...He had nowhere to go.
Somehow Hashem made a miracle and I saw my phone in his back pocket.

I honestly am not sure what emotion I felt after?? Afraid, stupid, confused,stressed, happy, thankful, nervous, paranoid, SO many thoughts were going through my mind.
Thank God this story has a happy ending and I can tell it and laugh!!! Definitely was a smack in the face and a wake up call!
MORAL OF THE STORY N-E-V-E-R OPEN THE DOOR TO SOMEONE YOU DON'T KNOW!!!!!