Yesterday was a work day for me, I drive for an airport car company dropping people off and picking them up at the various airports in our area, my base being the Westchester Airport over in White Plains, New York. Last night around nine I picked up an older gentleman of means who had just flown in from Boca where he owns a second home. His destination...a very swanky upscale restaurant in Greenwich Connecticut. The ride was uneventful, filled with meaningless chit-chat about the weather, Thanksgiving dinner, even the goings on in Ferguson. I pulled up in front of the place, dropped him off and headed back toward the airport for hopefully another trip, a few more dollars in my pocket before my night came to an end.
I was about halfway back to the airport when the phone rang...it was not my phone, but instead was coming from the back seat of my car. The easiest thing for me to do...head back to the airport, give the phone to the dispatcher, and when the gentleman called give him the option of picking the phone up at our counter, or dispatching a driver to return to the phone him...which would have seen him billed full fare from the airport to wherever the phone was to be dropped off at. I was halfway back to the airport, but pulled the car over, got out of the car, opened the back door and searched around for the phone till I found it...a BRAND NEW IPhone 6!
I immediately got back in the car, made a quick u-turn and made my way back to the restaurant to find the gentlemen, return to him his missing phone. It seemed like the right thing to do. I found him, returned to him his IPhone, and was presented with a tip for my efforts of $10. Moral of the story is simple...to this incredibly wealthy man, the value of his lost IPhone 6, the value of an IPhone 6 is TEN BUCKS. Next time maybe I'll do what is best for myself, and just head back to the airport and turn said phone into the Lost and Found.
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