So, today I left my cell phone in the back of a NYC taxi cab. Yeah. Luckily a nice lady, with a very manly voice, named Vicky picked it up and I was able to get it back. How lucky am I. She just happened to live on 85th and York. Which is only seven blocks from me on 92nd and 1st.
Before I found out Vicky had my phone, my mother's response to this whole thing was to call every taxi company in New York City and see if they had a phone turned in. Yeah. Okay. Like that would really work. She assumed that since taxi drivers keep logs, that the dispatch would be able to find out which cab picked me up from Chelsea Piers today and then went up to 91st and Park, before heading to the Wickham's over on Lex and 72nd. I have to love her for trying, but really that would be like trying to find a needle in a hay stack.
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4 comments:
hahhaha that was a very geniune try by ur mom ... i had a similar experience in chile ... my glasses fell out of my pocket into a cab and i left them and by the grace of God (I've decided that is the only way this was possible) we got back in the same cab on the way home and i got them back ... so cheers to leaving things in cabs and finding them!!
mamie that is crazy that you got your glasses back...we are too lucky girls
i wish i could find my KEYS! aaahh...
good luck nick
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