Witnessed on a trip not too long ago:
Conductor walks by and somewhat cheerfully says: ‘found another cell phone on an empty seat – if it’s not soon claimed, well then, it’s going all the way down Washington, DC to forever lie in a bin full of other lost phones – ha ha.’
Guy sitting across from me (a professor I think) speaks without looking up: “ask SIRI whose it is”
The conductor, perhaps not accustomed to being addressed, holds it up and smugly says: ‘its locked…’ (dummy).
Professor, now slowly looking up: “doesn’t matter, try: ‘whose iPhone does this belong to?’”
Then, as if suddenly holding a live bird, the conductor nervously hands the phone over to the professor: ‘you do it’ . . . and steps quickly back.
Sure enough, SIRI: ‘Michael Kansan’
Another conductor now appears out of nowhere and checks his list to confirm . . .
(the level of drama has risen noticeably in the recent seconds) . . .
and exclaims, that Mr. Kansan is getting off at the next stop and is right now standing by the door, two cars back!
With urgency and the a nod of: ’I knew that’, the 1st conductor moves past him with a good deed in hand.
The professor just rolls his eyes towards me and returns to his reading.
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