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I found a cell phone on a corner in Kip's Bay last week. As the light began to turn, I hurried across Second Avenue, after a woman who'd just made to the other side. She couldn't hear me, so I waved the phone at an oncoming woman a short distance ahead of her, who pointed to me. But it wasn't hers. Now what? It wasn't locked, so I started calling numbers, thinking someone might know who the handset belonged to — both tries went to VM. Next, I searched for the wireless service provider, thinking I'd just drop it at the closest opportunity, and they could return it. Then a dude on a skateboard came roaring up, clearly the owner retracing his path. Unless he'd been watching me the whole time, and made a very good impression on a gullible good Samaritan, who was all too eager for the right outcome.Will the real New York please stand up?
Emily, I did that once to someone who found my wallet & had just woken me from a nap so I was flustered. that was over 30 years ago & I still feel guilty for not being more grateful for the effort made. So thank you to everyone who has ever returned a lost wallet etc !!
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