Last night I took Tanner to basketball practice at a middle school in a neighboring city. When I woke up this morning I realized
a) I must have left the phone at the middle school by accident
b) dropped it in the parking lot on my way to the car.
I searched high and low and all over my house, purse, and car but to no avail. I knew It HAD to be at the school. "Oh, well" I told a friend , "Fat chance that some middle schooler would find a pink razr and turn it in to the lost and found. I guess I will be buying a new phone this week." I even called and had the provider turn the service off so that I wouldn't be responsible for any calls.
I had just finished making a list of all the lost phone numbers I would have to find a re-enter
HALLELUJAH! (insert chorus of angels here)
My home number rang!!! The Middle School Coach called to tell me someone had turned it in and left it on his desk.
I am so glad to hear that someone out there has some integrity. Doesn't it feel like lately everywhere you turn there are stories of one more person who lied or cheated or stole or murdered?( Amanda, I know you can relate to this right now!)
Anyway, I was wrong for being so pessimistic. Shame on me! My faith in humanity has been restored. I am picking my phone up at 5! YAY! Lesson learned.