Phone
So here's the deal. I'm on a treasure hunt right now. I'll explain...
Tuesday, 8:50 P.M. --
Quinton, Sabrina, Jessica, and I were at the Oakridge Boys concert. On the way back, Sabrina, Quinton, and I were playing football with a water bottle. While we were doing that, my phone fell out of my pocket. that's a problem.
Tuesday, 9:00 P.M. --
Quinton and I go out in search of my phone. We backtracked our steps multiple times, and called the phone a lot too. We ended up back at the hospitality lounge very depressed and waiting for the end of the concert so we could look after the lights were back on.
Tuesday, 10:30 P.M. --
Sabrina drags me out again to search. Quinton was tired and didn't want to go again, but Sabrina said it was stupid to sit and mope when we could be looking for it. Ok. I called my phone a lot, and then...
Tuesday, 10:47 P.M. --
My phone called me! I had been using Quinton's phone to call it and didn't know how to answer... But I called it back and it answered. It was a guy, and he asked if I knew where *something* was, I said what? and he said *something* and I said "no..." because I couldn't even understand him. He asked if I would be at the fair tomorrow because he'd already left and I said yes, and asked him to leave it in the 4-H building. He said he would.
Wednesday, 1:00 P.M. --
I asked around at the various 4-H offices. No phone. Called my dad, and he cancelled the phone so said guy couldn't use it and wouldn't be worth anything to him. I still didn't have my phone... Before it was disconnected I called it again and it went straight to voicemail. Guy turned the phone off.
Wednesday, 10:00 P.M.--
I gave up on finding my phone. I was angry and depressed... My pictures and everything were gone along with the phone.=(
Thursday, 1:15 P.M.--
Called Dad again to tell him that I may not be going to Pulsefest. He then told me all the numbers that my phone had called. Only two, one three times though. At around 9:30 Tuesday night, so that was before he called me. The other was at two in the morning.
Thursday, 1:20 P.M. --
I called the first number, and they said that the guy said he left it at "Emerson."....? There is a street called Emerson, so I wonder if he left it on Emerson and 38th? Then the lady said he left it at my building with my managaer... I don't know... Then I called the other number and it didn't answer... But it was Ashley! Lol.
Thursday, 1:30 P.M. --
Ruth and I went walking the grounds to see if it was turned in to a different building. We checked with the main office, the police, and Ag Hort. No luck. Me being the lucky person that I usually am, I half expect to find it sometime but I dunno. *sigh*
Thursday, 2:15 P.M. --
Ruth and I get back. I call the first number again to see if I can get more info, and she says she's no longer with the person who actually talked to said guy, and if she sees her again she'll have her call Ruth's phone (which is the one I'd been using).
Thursday, 3:04 P.M. (Now)--
So I guess we'll see. I'm hoping... I really need a phone! I guess I gues Ruth's or Rachael's or Mom's when they get their new ones... Eep. I really desperately want my pictures... The phone would be a huge plus too, because I love it. I guess I'll try and keep you posted on this whole situation. Hopefully I'm lucky again...
Tuesday, 8:50 P.M. --
Quinton, Sabrina, Jessica, and I were at the Oakridge Boys concert. On the way back, Sabrina, Quinton, and I were playing football with a water bottle. While we were doing that, my phone fell out of my pocket. that's a problem.
Tuesday, 9:00 P.M. --
Quinton and I go out in search of my phone. We backtracked our steps multiple times, and called the phone a lot too. We ended up back at the hospitality lounge very depressed and waiting for the end of the concert so we could look after the lights were back on.
Tuesday, 10:30 P.M. --
Sabrina drags me out again to search. Quinton was tired and didn't want to go again, but Sabrina said it was stupid to sit and mope when we could be looking for it. Ok. I called my phone a lot, and then...
Tuesday, 10:47 P.M. --
My phone called me! I had been using Quinton's phone to call it and didn't know how to answer... But I called it back and it answered. It was a guy, and he asked if I knew where *something* was, I said what? and he said *something* and I said "no..." because I couldn't even understand him. He asked if I would be at the fair tomorrow because he'd already left and I said yes, and asked him to leave it in the 4-H building. He said he would.
Wednesday, 1:00 P.M. --
I asked around at the various 4-H offices. No phone. Called my dad, and he cancelled the phone so said guy couldn't use it and wouldn't be worth anything to him. I still didn't have my phone... Before it was disconnected I called it again and it went straight to voicemail. Guy turned the phone off.
Wednesday, 10:00 P.M.--
I gave up on finding my phone. I was angry and depressed... My pictures and everything were gone along with the phone.=(
Thursday, 1:15 P.M.--
Called Dad again to tell him that I may not be going to Pulsefest. He then told me all the numbers that my phone had called. Only two, one three times though. At around 9:30 Tuesday night, so that was before he called me. The other was at two in the morning.
Thursday, 1:20 P.M. --
I called the first number, and they said that the guy said he left it at "Emerson."....? There is a street called Emerson, so I wonder if he left it on Emerson and 38th? Then the lady said he left it at my building with my managaer... I don't know... Then I called the other number and it didn't answer... But it was Ashley! Lol.
Thursday, 1:30 P.M. --
Ruth and I went walking the grounds to see if it was turned in to a different building. We checked with the main office, the police, and Ag Hort. No luck. Me being the lucky person that I usually am, I half expect to find it sometime but I dunno. *sigh*
Thursday, 2:15 P.M. --
Ruth and I get back. I call the first number again to see if I can get more info, and she says she's no longer with the person who actually talked to said guy, and if she sees her again she'll have her call Ruth's phone (which is the one I'd been using).
Thursday, 3:04 P.M. (Now)--
So I guess we'll see. I'm hoping... I really need a phone! I guess I gues Ruth's or Rachael's or Mom's when they get their new ones... Eep. I really desperately want my pictures... The phone would be a huge plus too, because I love it. I guess I'll try and keep you posted on this whole situation. Hopefully I'm lucky again...
posted by Hannah at 11:43 AM
1 Comments:
Wow, it sounds like you've had to go through a lot of trouble to find your phone. I hope that you find it or find some way to replace it. I'll be praying that God gives you guidance about what to do and peace about whatever this situation ends up being.
Hope to see you soon!
Your friend,
Aaron Morrison
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