Rhodes Confession 6151 Last night at Mon I didnt realise my phone had slipped out onto the couch. When I got back to my friends car, I started panicking because I couldnt find it. I went back to Mon with very small hopes of finding it (also it is a gosh-darn nice phone, and new, so I was already thinking about writing my will). I went to the couch and there were some people there I didnt know. I gave it a shot and asked one of the girls if she had a seen a phone. She told me (imagine my surprise) that she had, and that her two friends had taken it to hand it in. I found one of the friends, who took me to the bar and got it back for me. SO, let me just emphasise this: I left my phone. At MONASTERY. And really nice strangers looked after it and gave it back to me. It really restored my faith in humanity. I nearly royally f**ked up, but thanks to the nicest people I dont have to fear my dads wrath. So, thank you to that really lovely woman, and her two friends who helped me. Isnt it nice to know there are some really good people out there. Appreciate them and, whenever you have the chance, be one of them.
Posted on: Sat, 09 Aug 2014 17:40:11 +0000
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