it only took me about 4-5 hours to realize that my phone is missing. initially, i didn’t panic. i misplace my phone all the time. most typically, i’ll forget it in my car, or one of my pant pockets, but such wasn’t the case tonight. empty car, empty pockets. empty bedroom, empty apartment.
oh shit.
fortunately, my faith in humanity has been restored. i called my phone from my girlfriends cell, and was shocked to hear someone pick-up on the other line. apparently, i had dropped it on a quick outing with my girlfriend to deliver some mail to our apartment maildrop. right on the grass in front of this guys apartment, directly caddy-cornered to ours. the dude was friendly, and i was able to go retrieve it immediately.
thank god. there are still good people in this world.
