The mother was overjoyed (seriously) that my dd had actually called and tried to find the owner. She just couldn't say enough thank-you's. Now she was spared the expense of buying her dd another phone. (Don't get me started...) When we refused a reward, she returned later with a giant cookie house as a gift.
I don't know about you, but if I misplace my cell phone, I get nervous. All my contact numbers - lots of them unlisted- are in there, not to mention all the charges that could be racked up on my bill.
Which leads me to my experience this morning.
During my run this morning I found a cell phone.
It was laying (lying?) face down, open, in the middle of the path, so I figured it must have dropped off someone's belt or whatever. I considered leaving it there, because maybe the person would be back to look for it, but decided that the chances of the owner finding it would be minimal, compared to the chances of a teenage boy finding it and using all the phone numbers in it for prank calls. To Australia.
So when I get home, I look to see if there is a "home" number in the contact list. Nope. I scroll through the contact list, looking for a name to call that looks promising. You know - like "hubby" or "sis" - but all I'm coming up with are names like Pixie and Butch. I kid you not.
So, since I don't have a death wish, I decide NOT to place a call to Butch at 6:30 in the morning. I'm banking on the assumption that the owner will call the phone.
About 9:30 a very nonchalant owner calls the phone, and lazily asks for my address so she can just swing by and get it. Kind of like she's asking if she can come by and pick up - I don't know - an old tire, or a few stalks of rhubarb...
She came by about an hour later. Sent her son (about age 7-8) up to the door to get it. He grabbed it out of my hand, ran back to the car, and she yelled "thank-you" out a rolled down window as she drove off.
And because I'm just like that, I yelled "you're welcome" - instead of
"Hey - I guarded your information like it was the Secret Coca-Cola recipe - AND nobody called Australia while that phone was in my care!"See? I can be mature.