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I found an iphone in the back of a NYC cab. Looked for the Home number, called it and got the return info. The owner mailed me a check for a reward and to cover shipping expenses. I shredded it.
But now I've got someone to call when I need to see an organic oncologist.
I was in a cab in Miami and found a phone on the seat. after a search of the numbers, no obvious "home" number was found, so I dialed the last called ( which was only a half hour prior....) hoping they might know where the owner was. They did give a number, and I called it. Before I could tell the person on the other end anything about the circumstances of my find, He started yelling expletives about wanting his phone back "NOW"! I waited until he was finished, calmly told him the reason I called was to return his phone.....but now I had changed my mind.......the last thing he heard was the phone hitting the ground at 60 MPH, as I pitched it out the window.
A few years ago, I found the battered remains of an old USB flash drive. Being the geek that I am, I took it home, unbent the metal, and plugged it in. It worked immediately. I found a few documents on it, and did my best to avoid seeing personal data as I scanned for anything that would help me locate the owner.
When I did, she was thrilled to learn that someone out there was nerdy enough to salvage the drive, find the owner, and mail it back. She had put important work documents there, and didn't have copies anywhere else.
One time my iphone fell out of my pocket in a taxi here in NYC on my way to a meeting. Someone apparently found it, called "dad", who called me and gave me her phone number. I was seriously astonished that someone in NYC would be that kind and spare the time to go through that. I asked her if there was any way i could thank her (toss her some $ as a thank you), she said no, but I gave her $50 anyways. Such a nice gesture.
Now I have a passcode on my iPhone with the locate my phone feature. Sure, if I lose it now, I can send a message to my phone to contact me at a certain number. But now there is no way for the one who finds it to find its owner!
I wouldn't have snooped and would've given it back, but I also would've asked the guy/girl to meet me at a nearby shopping mall/food place/post office/wherever rather than inviting them to my home for the pickup.
After all, you never know when you're going to find a cellphone with secrets on it that are worth killing to protect!
@JTX: Well, if you saw the woman who's phone I found you might not think that! Although she gets major points for getting me the best quiche in the city.
I found one once, and besides from the fact that i'm still horrified by the pictures that were on it, what i did when i'd gotten home, was that i called the "Mom" number, as it didn't had a "Home", and she that the owner would be happy to know that it had been found. So i gave them my adress, and she said they'd come pick it up. Half a year went past. No one came to pick it up. So when i broke the phone i had at that point, i reset the other one to factory options, and then continued to use it for like 4-5 months before i could afford another phone.
I would have turned it over to the police. I dont want to be responsible for the hardware or content and wouldnt allow someone to come to my house to pick it up. I found someones breifcase once on the sidewalk. I stood over it, but didnt touch it, until the police came. I even told them I didnt touch it or know what was in it. Unfor, being a good samaritan often leads to a lot of trouble.
@bobman1235: No. I a, too ethical. Just really paranoid I guess. And PZ is right, its really the smart thing to do. Let the pros do their job. You dont know whats on that phone, that might somehow be blamed on you.
@Curves: Eh, to each his (or her) own. I personally choose not to live my life being paranoid. The police should have better things to do than return phones, and if someone wants to try to come after me for being nice, I'd happily battle them rather than living in fear.
@bobman1235: As a woman living alone, yes, I am very careful about who knows it and who knows where I live. Its a sad state of affairs, I agree, but a woman can not be too careful. If you dont know why, read the news papers. As far as the phone, say for instance, there is child porn on that phone. Had I touched it, my prints would be on it and I had made calls from it, even trying to find the owner, I could be blamed for those pics. Again, its sad, but thats the world we live in.
My phone is owned by my work, so if I ever lost it, I'd make a reasonable (though not excessive) search for it, then give up. Since it's hooked up to the Exchange server I run, I'd initiate a remote wipe of the device (so my data was secure), then go tell my boss that I need a brand spankin' new phone.
Just call a number from the contacts. "Hi, whoever owns this phone has lost it. Do you have another way to get in touch with them? Here's my contact info, please pass it along." Home, Mom and Dad work best but anyone will do.
I once found a phone on a boardwalk and did this before it even occurred to me that I had a free smartphone with paid talk time in my hand. The guy showed up a few minutes later (he'd just lost it) and was profoundly grateful, the sort of thing that really makes my day. Then he insisted on giving me money for it, which completely missed the point and felt a bit insulting.
I once found a valet's phone in my car...guess it fell out of his pocket. I was driving home and started hearing rap music coming from under my seat. Found the phone and answered it. Told the guy I'd have to ship his phone back to him unless he wanted to come get it (I was a good hour away at that point) - he argued with me that I needed to bring it back, so I asked him politely to stop being a jerk, that he had dropped HIS phone, and that I was willing to meet him half way...he called me a lazy ass for not driving all the way back to return his phone, so I said "Call nextel for a new one", hung up, and threw it out the window of my still moving car.
Moral of the story: If you DO lose your phone, don't be a dick to the guy who finds it.
Emergency workers are trained to look for that "ICE" contact and be able to find an address to be able to get to someone who may not have their phone on, or otherwise out of touch.
i was at a party once - a rave, really - and some guys had found a phone and were messing with it.
they appeared to be douchebags, and there were a lot of them. i was flying solo.
im not usually confrontational, but then again, i'm not usually THAT inebriated. so i walked right up to the guy and swiped it out of his hand. he yelled at me asking what i was going to do with it, and what the fuck and all that. i just said 'im going to give it back'. and walked away.
took a day or two to get ahold of the guy, and i had to drive about 20 mileds to give it back to him, but as someone who's lost, oh i dunno, 4 phones, and every god damn time someone drained all my minutes IMMEDIATELY, it's just a no brainer. you find a phone, you give it back, end of story.
also, that's why Woz's number isn't listed as anything associated with him - what a nightmare if someone malicious found my phone and posted it to teh webz.
I guess this is similar, in a way. I had some creep hanging around my neighborhood, he was acting strange and looked pretty drugged out.
Being that I have a young child, I confronted him and asked him what his problem was. He stated he had a friend in the neighborhood who wasn't home and he couldn't get a ride home... likely story I thought.
He asked me to use my phone, so being curious, I handed him my cell phone. He had a keyword ridden phone call with somebody.
After getting back the phone, I traced the number he called to a LAN line in a bad neighborhood of east L.A., a good hour and a half away.
My 3 year old daughter found an iPod touch in our local park about 2 months ago. There was only one contact number on it. I called, and it was disconnected. I dug through and found the owner's email in his iTunes store account. I emailed him. Waited 2 weeks, no response. The day I found it I also posted on craigslist, describing where I had found it, and asked anyone who lost something similar to email me. Heard nothing. 2 months later, I'm enjoying my "new" iPod touch.
Found a RAZR about three months ago in Logan Square, CHI. I could tell it belonged to a teenage girl, partly because almost the entire phone book was filled with only female first names, and partly because of all the glittery stickers. Oh, it also had almost zero battery life as well.
I paged through until I found an entry called "Dad," and called it. Got VM and left a message, and about five minutes later the guy called me back and thanked me profusely. His daughter was freaking out about her phone. I just wrote down the address to send it to, dropped it in an envelope, and sent it off to...Washington state, I'm pretty sure.
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Little spoiled b*tch didn't even say thank you when I handed it to her, just turned and left.
I should have thrown my $15 nokia at her damn head. I really wanted to...
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When I did, she was thrilled to learn that someone out there was nerdy enough to salvage the drive, find the owner, and mail it back. She had put important work documents there, and didn't have copies anywhere else.
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Now I have a passcode on my iPhone with the locate my phone feature. Sure, if I lose it now, I can send a message to my phone to contact me at a certain number. But now there is no way for the one who finds it to find its owner!
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[www.johnnyrandom.com]
Last time I found someone's cell in SF, they bought me a quiche from Tartine Bakery to say thanks for returning it.
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I once found a phone on a boardwalk and did this before it even occurred to me that I had a free smartphone with paid talk time in my hand. The guy showed up a few minutes later (he'd just lost it) and was profoundly grateful, the sort of thing that really makes my day. Then he insisted on giving me money for it, which completely missed the point and felt a bit insulting.
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Ebay....
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Moral of the story: If you DO lose your phone, don't be a dick to the guy who finds it.
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Create and "ICE" contact in ever phone you have!
Emergency workers are trained to look for that "ICE" contact and be able to find an address to be able to get to someone who may not have their phone on, or otherwise out of touch.
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Come to think of it, most phones routinely store info on your contacts beyond phone numbers. Make a HOME entry and put your email address!
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they appeared to be douchebags, and there were a lot of them. i was flying solo.
im not usually confrontational, but then again, i'm not usually THAT inebriated. so i walked right up to the guy and swiped it out of his hand. he yelled at me asking what i was going to do with it, and what the fuck and all that. i just said 'im going to give it back'. and walked away.
took a day or two to get ahold of the guy, and i had to drive about 20 mileds to give it back to him, but as someone who's lost, oh i dunno, 4 phones, and every god damn time someone drained all my minutes IMMEDIATELY, it's just a no brainer. you find a phone, you give it back, end of story.
also, that's why Woz's number isn't listed as anything associated with him - what a nightmare if someone malicious found my phone and posted it to teh webz.
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he didn't own a car, and i didn't mind heading out to santa cruz on a summer saturday.
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Being that I have a young child, I confronted him and asked him what his problem was. He stated he had a friend in the neighborhood who wasn't home and he couldn't get a ride home... likely story I thought.
He asked me to use my phone, so being curious, I handed him my cell phone. He had a keyword ridden phone call with somebody.
After getting back the phone, I traced the number he called to a LAN line in a bad neighborhood of east L.A., a good hour and a half away.
I called the police.
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I paged through until I found an entry called "Dad," and called it. Got VM and left a message, and about five minutes later the guy called me back and thanked me profusely. His daughter was freaking out about her phone. I just wrote down the address to send it to, dropped it in an envelope, and sent it off to...Washington state, I'm pretty sure.
Felt good to reunite a phone and owner.