I left my brand new iPhone on the roof of my car.
It was only when I got to work that I realised what I'd done. Totally uninsured and ws going to cost me about 500 quid to replace. Plus, it was a company phone and my old boss was a real cunt. I had it blocked an resigned to having to but a new one but it was a week till payday and I didn't have £500 till then.

3 days later there was a knock at my front door and there stood a bearded Ausie who asked if I'd lost a phone. I said yes, he handed it over and said he'd been trying to find me for 3 days but couldn't catch up with my car on foot. Essentially I pass this guy every day and never noticed him. About a mile down the road I had sped past him whilst he stood at the bus stop and my phone shot off the roof and landed at his feet. He'd taken a gamble at what time I headed home and saw me each day, tried to flag me down and when I passed him he'd chased after my car. He'd lost me three times when I rounded the corner of my road. He took a gamble on the first house and it happened to be mine.

I was completely taken aback and dont even remember saying thank you. I must have riden around for a week with a bottle of champange in my car before finally seeing him at the bus stop.
( The only Dave is pushing things forward, Wed 15 Feb 2012, 21:09, 2 replies)

Praise those Aussies the handsome devils.

(technocore, Thu 16 Feb 2012, 3:33, closed)

An act of bearded kindness, perhaps?

(boozehound is drinking your bar dry, Thu 16 Feb 2012, 6:17, closed)