Almost Striking Out

[n2ize]

Last night was my night for coming close to a strikeout, Strike one occurred at around 8:30 pm as I stepped onto a Brooklyn bound subway train amidst a crowd. Now sooner do i step on that I hear a woman nearby saying" did anyone lose a cell phone ?". I turn and look and sure enough she's holding my cell phone that had apparently fallen from my pocket. I thank her for returning it and am thankful it was not lost. Strike two occurred about two and a half hours later I am at a nightclub. I buy a drink, pay for it, got to put the change in my wallet and viola', now I discover my wallet is gone. That sense of anxiety, misery, despair starts to creep over me. Not only is my wallet gone but, with no money, no id, no credit cards, etc. I am going to have one hell of a time trying to get home with no money, no nothing.. Not to mention having to cancel cards, replace lost id's, etc. All this is going through my head as I am frantically scouring the dark floors amidst the crowd standing at the bar and moving about. Just when I had about given up hope some guy who was standing nearby with his wife or girl friend walks up to me and asks "did you lose this ?". Sure enough, there is the wallet, with all the money, cards, and everything still inside. He said he found it on the floor.

So, around that time I figured, I had better highball it back home before strike three comes along and I strike out. Just one of those bad nights where everything turns out well. :)

[W1GUH]

Wow. What a night! So sorry it didn't turn out like you wanted, but at least you got your stuff back. You also point out a fact off life about life in NYC that goes completely against the "popular notion." It's a city where by and large the people really care about each other and will help out anytime they can. I, too, lost my wallet in a restaurant. Went through the whole process of getting a new driver' license and cancelling my credit cards. After going through that I went back to the restaurant to see if it turned up, and it had. And pretty much untouched except that somebody had stuffed the high-value stuff in a place where they weren't readily visible.

This can be a great, human city with a heart as "big as all outdoors."

OTOH, dropping a $100 bill where you've no chance of finding can hurt! Don't carry big bills anymore.

Glad it worked out, John.

[n2ize]

Wow. What a night! So sorry it didn't turn out like you wanted, but at least you got your stuff back. You also point out a fact off life about life in NYC that goes completely against the "popular notion." It's a city where by and large the people really care about each other and will help out anytime they can. I, too, lost my wallet in a restaurant. Went through the whole process of getting a new driver' license and cancelling my credit cards. After going through that I went back to the restaurant to see if it turned up, and it had. And pretty much untouched except that somebody had stuffed the high-value stuff in a place where they weren't readily visible.

This can be a breat, human city with a heart as "big as all outdoors."

OTOH, dropping a $100 bill where you've no chance of finding can hurt! Don't carry big bills anymore.

Glad it worked out, John.

Yes, it certainly breaks the sterotype of NYC being a cruel, brutal, and uncaring place. A lot of people think that the NYC attitude is, "if he;s stupid enough to lose it I'm smart enough to keep it" or, "to hell with the person that lost...(item)". But it's not like that at all. The majority of New Yorkers do care and will do the right thing and will reach out to help someone in trouble. It was not the first time I, or someone I know, lost a wallet or other item and had it returned intact with nothing stolen, damaged, or removed. On the contrary the one time I lost my wallet in my closely knit upscale suburban community (where all the nice people are supposed to live) I never got it back and I know for certain someone had to have found it. So yeah, NYC people can be very considerate. They many not greet you and say hello (if we did that in a busy place like NYC nobody would get anywhere) but there are a lot of good decent honest people who will do the right thing and help should the need arise.

[W1GUH]

Right on, John!

[n2ize]

Right on, John!

(Taking a bow)... Thank you.

[NQ6U]

Your benefactors were probably visitors from New Jersey...

[kb2vxa]

Uh oh, here go the border wars again. (;->) Ain't it funny how Neew Yawakaz have a bad rep but don't seem to live up to it, I've never had less than a good experience any time I visited "the city".

[NQ6U]

Uh oh, here go the border wars again. (;->) Ain't it funny how Neew Yawakaz have a bad rep but don't seem to live up to it, I've never had less than a good experience any time I visited "the city".

Same here, actually, I just couldn't resist the NJ joke. I've had a great time every time I've visited NYC. In fact, I seriously considered moving there at one point.

[W3WN]

Last night was my night for coming close to a strikeout, Strike one occurred at around 8:30 pm as I stepped onto a Brooklyn bound subway train amidst a crowd. Now sooner do i step on that I hear a woman nearby saying" did anyone lose a cell phone ?". I turn and look and sure enough she's holding my cell phone that had apparently fallen from my pocket. I thank her for returning it and am thankful it was not lost. Strike two occurred about two and a half hours later I am at a nightclub. I buy a drink, pay for it, got to put the change in my wallet and viola', now I discover my wallet is gone. That sense of anxiety, misery, despair starts to creep over me. Not only is my wallet gone but, with no money, no id, no credit cards, etc. I am going to have one hell of a time trying to get home with no money, no nothing.. Not to mention having to cancel cards, replace lost id's, etc. All this is going through my head as I am frantically scouring the dark floors amidst the crowd standing at the bar and moving about. Just when I had about given up hope some guy who was standing nearby with his wife or girl friend walks up to me and asks "did you lose this ?". Sure enough, there is the wallet, with all the money, cards, and everything still inside. He said he found it on the floor.

So, around that time I figured, I had better highball it back home before strike three comes along and I strike out. Just one of those bad nights where everything turns out well. :)

I hope you at least bought that guy a drink, and did something equally nice for the lady who found your phone (or at least offered). I would have done that.

Just goes to prove, though, that there are decent, honest people in the world. Even in NYC. [That's not a wisecrack, remember, I've been there. OK, maybe a little one...]

[W3WN]

Your benefactors were probably visitors from New Jersey...

Hey! I resemble that remark!