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Friday, October 12th, 2007

Last weekend while hanging out with a friend visiting from Albany we went to Wegmans to return a dvd and pick up some stuff to make dinner. While we were sitting at the traffic light waiting to get out of the plaza, I saw something out of the corner of my eye in the grass by the sidewalk. I usually have pretty good radar when it comes to finding cool stuff (that Rachelle would call “garbage”), so I asked Jason to turn back into the plaza to check it out. When we got back to the spot I found a practically brand new Motorola SLVR cell phone sitting there in a puddle.

When we got home I removed the back cover to the phone, took the battery out and let it dry out for a while. When I put it back together the phone turned on just fine, but it didn’t seem to respond to any button other than end. My first thought was that the owner called Cricket (the service provider) and told them the phone was lost so they sent a brick message to it. By brick message I mean they sent a message to the phone that locked it permanently so it can’t be used; effectively turning it into a $200 brick. But it turned out it was still wet inside. I let it dry out over night and it was working perfectly the next morning.

There was a contact in the address book labeled “meeeee other cell”, which I though was a good place to start. I left a message that I had their phone and to call me back. It was kind of fun, like a ransom call. Trish (if I remember her name correctly) called me back and we set up to meet back at Wegmans. When we met she ended up being this little teeny-bopper who was very happy to see her lost phone.

I asked when she lost it and she said 3 weeks ago! Either nobody picked up a cell phone just sitting there or saw it for 3 weeks? That made me wonder if people just walk around with their eyes closed; it was just sitting there next to the sidewalk in plain view of people walking down the street and even cars pulling out of the plaza. I’d like to think if I lost my phone someone would pick it up and dial the “home” contact to get it back to me. But maybe nobody would bother picking it up expecting me to retrace my steps and find it myself.

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