...and returned it: THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU! You've reaffirmed my faith in humanity (at least for this week) :-)
Although they will most likely never see this, I have to thank the person(s) that returned my Blackberry. On Sunday, the family and I trekked out to our favorite Christmas tree farm about an hour and a half from our house. We've been going there for many years...great place. You take a horse-drawn wagon ride out to the fields, look for the perfect tree, chop it down and bring it home. This year the pickings were pretty slim, so we walked way to the back of the farm. Out of the blue, I feel the telltale burst of a snowball against my back. Soon, I am being assaulted on all sides by my kids and it's on...a massive snowball battle thus begins. We go at it hard core for about 10 minutes before everybody tires themselves out, then it's on to continue our search for the perfect tree. Eventually we give up and decide to head back to the barn for a picnic lunch by the fire. As we start to pack up, I look down as I put on my jacket and notice my phone holster on my belt...minus the phone!
Well...stupid me, I forgot to remove my 4 day old(!) Blackberry 8703e from my belt before getting out of the car. In the ensuing chaos of the snowball battle royal, it must have slipped out of the holster and ended up in the snow. Upon realizing this, my son and I run out to the fields and begin to retrace our steps, but to no avail...the phone is lost. Dejected, I give my name and number to the owner of the farm and ask them to call if by any chance someone finds it.
After getting home, I notice a message on the answering machine. It's completely garbled, but we can make out a few words. It sounds like a couple of little kids and a dad and I swear we hear "blackberry" and "does it work?". So, it appears someone may have found it and hit my home speed dial by accident. I continue calling the phone, but there is no answer, so I give up for the night. Well...imagine my surprise when I get a call from the owner of the place later that evening. Someone did indeed find it and they turned it in when they got back to the barn. How cool is that!!! I got it back yesterday and amazingly, not only does it work, but it doesn't have a scratch on it!
Anyway, this story obviously has no bearing on Notes at all, but I thought I'd share since, even though we sometimes lose sight of it when we listen to the never ending bad news from the media, there are still a lot of good people out there who try and do the right thing. Here's to them...Cheers!