Naw that would be me making all those calls. I did check the outgoing calls and only one was made to my home number.
This is why I said "Faith in humanity" when many of us can't even believe a story where a teenager would return a cell phone he found to its rightful owner. If I said I had a three way with Danica Patrick and Mia St. John I can see me getting slapped with the MacJag tag but about a returned cell phone? Are we really so jaded?
Glad to hear it, but my faith was tested this morning at about quarter after midnight this morning (Tuesday). I don't want to get into too much detail, but it included someone shooting a hot pink paintball pellet at my place randomly and shattering my window, sending glass all over my scared cat (who pissed on the chair she was laying in), and pissing me off to no end. I had been at that window just some thirty seconds before, and could have been hit with the glass and paint myself. All indications seem to point to it being a random incident, kids on summer break, and I don't really have any enemies with paint ball access to speak of -- and I've written really nice things about the Bulls this year, so no deranged NBA fan would be after me.
I left my wallet at the downtown library once. Cancelled my card and all that. A week later, it arrived in the mail with my four dollars still in it.
