Let me just preface this by saying I am an honest person, I've found stuff before and returned it, including wallets.
And were this just any iPhone I found in the street I'd do my upmost to find out who it belongs to and get it back to them.
Why?
Not because I hope someone else would do the same for me, in fact I'm quite sure they wouldn't, but because it's the right thing to do.
Anyway, the story.
I get on a bus (UK, know those big red buses? yeah) and as usual I go upstairs to sit down, I sit right at the front.
All is well, I'm having a nice journey playing with my iPhone and listening to some music.
After some minutes the bus starts to fill up, across from me a man sits down, talking on his iPhone.
Now if you're anything like me you notice when someone's using an iPhone straight away, it's like thermal vision or something - we can see another!
Guy is in his late 20s/early 30's, you can tell he's one of those hoopleheads who works at MacDonalds, lives with his parents and buys clothes he can't afford.
Bit of a gym monkey type from my estimation too.
I'm trying to recount as best I can the racist, moronic, sexist stuff he says, but quite frankly I can't write a lot of it here or I'd be banned.
Such gems as
"I told Sarah I was going to my Tim's place...yeah yeah, I met her in a bar, guess I needed something different.
Yeah, I couldn't believe she fell for it.
He then said something along the lines of "You need to keep one at home as a backup just incase you don't pull", followed by laughter.
Incredibly annoying laughter as it happens, sort of sounded like a horse going niehhhh!
NIEHH NIEHH NIEHH NIEHH NIEHHHHHHHHH!
...
"If a bitch disrespects you then you just give her a taste of your pimp hand bro, I mean it man, they need to be disciplined like ********** dogs".
After this he went on to make some very juvenile sex talk(the details of which I'll spare you) with his 'bro', that sounded like it'd be more apt to come from a dumb 14 year old school boy.
Then the clincher, a nice old lady sitting behind pipes up and asks him to keep it down, and that there were kids on the bus.
He said in a really condescending way "Sure, grandma".
Then he says to his 'bro', quite loudly "Yeah, some old bint is telling me to shut it.
After this he carried on, although very slightly quieter.
Que the racist yatterings about 'darkies' being 'under every nook and cranny these days'.
I was waiting for some homophobic stuff from him to complete the trifecta, but alas he disappointed.
He finished his call about a minute before he got off, I guess he either didn't put his phone in his pocket or he's just a dumb **** and left it on the seat.
But after he got off, I look over and whooops! there it is!
I feel like God, if he exists, has put before me a sign to restore my faith in universal justice.
Yoink!
Mine now, 'bro'.
The idiot didn't even had a passcode, nor had he set up any email address, nor by the looks of things ever used Safari, calendar or any of the main functionality of the phone beyond the contacts app, phone app and messaging.
It was a fairly old iOS version, 4.3, probably never updated.
Next day, first text message arrives, "i want ma ********** fone back whoever dis is or its the choppin block for u".
Now, I might, MIGHT have considered it had it been a polite first text(thought I doubt it, not after his performance on the bus), but that?!
Oh great wisdom if the mac rumours forum, guide me!
And were this just any iPhone I found in the street I'd do my upmost to find out who it belongs to and get it back to them.
Why?
Not because I hope someone else would do the same for me, in fact I'm quite sure they wouldn't, but because it's the right thing to do.
Anyway, the story.
I get on a bus (UK, know those big red buses? yeah) and as usual I go upstairs to sit down, I sit right at the front.
All is well, I'm having a nice journey playing with my iPhone and listening to some music.
After some minutes the bus starts to fill up, across from me a man sits down, talking on his iPhone.
Now if you're anything like me you notice when someone's using an iPhone straight away, it's like thermal vision or something - we can see another!
Guy is in his late 20s/early 30's, you can tell he's one of those hoopleheads who works at MacDonalds, lives with his parents and buys clothes he can't afford.
Bit of a gym monkey type from my estimation too.
I'm trying to recount as best I can the racist, moronic, sexist stuff he says, but quite frankly I can't write a lot of it here or I'd be banned.
Such gems as
"I told Sarah I was going to my Tim's place...yeah yeah, I met her in a bar, guess I needed something different.
Yeah, I couldn't believe she fell for it.
He then said something along the lines of "You need to keep one at home as a backup just incase you don't pull", followed by laughter.
Incredibly annoying laughter as it happens, sort of sounded like a horse going niehhhh!
NIEHH NIEHH NIEHH NIEHH NIEHHHHHHHHH!
...
"If a bitch disrespects you then you just give her a taste of your pimp hand bro, I mean it man, they need to be disciplined like ********** dogs".
After this he went on to make some very juvenile sex talk(the details of which I'll spare you) with his 'bro', that sounded like it'd be more apt to come from a dumb 14 year old school boy.
Then the clincher, a nice old lady sitting behind pipes up and asks him to keep it down, and that there were kids on the bus.
He said in a really condescending way "Sure, grandma".
Then he says to his 'bro', quite loudly "Yeah, some old bint is telling me to shut it.
After this he carried on, although very slightly quieter.
Que the racist yatterings about 'darkies' being 'under every nook and cranny these days'.
I was waiting for some homophobic stuff from him to complete the trifecta, but alas he disappointed.
He finished his call about a minute before he got off, I guess he either didn't put his phone in his pocket or he's just a dumb **** and left it on the seat.
But after he got off, I look over and whooops!
there it is!I feel like God, if he exists, has put before me a sign to restore my faith in universal justice.
Yoink!
Mine now, 'bro'.
The idiot didn't even had a passcode, nor had he set up any email address, nor by the looks of things ever used Safari, calendar or any of the main functionality of the phone beyond the contacts app, phone app and messaging.
It was a fairly old iOS version, 4.3, probably never updated.
Next day, first text message arrives, "i want ma ********** fone back whoever dis is or its the choppin block for u".
Now, I might, MIGHT have considered it had it been a polite first text(thought I doubt it, not after his performance on the bus), but that?!
Oh great wisdom if the mac rumours forum, guide me!
