Lost and Found

There's a lot of different things that I could write about today. Wendy's frosties, or airport shuttles, or getting to say hello to one of your best friends before you go into your first class of the day because she is conveniently studying right outside your classroom. I'm thankful for all those things. But today I'm definitely going to have to express my gratitude for the Lost and Found on campus.

Today after I left American Heritage and sat down to take my chemistry test in the Benson building, I realized that I was missing my phone. I stayed calm, knowing that it was probably in the JSB, where I had last had it with me, and resolved to go retrieve it after I had finished my test. I went straight to the JSB to get it back, and when the bell rang, I quickly scuttled into the auditorium and began looking around on the floor. Someone who was leaving noticed me searching and asked, "did you lose your phone? Someone found it and is bringing it up to the Lost and Found. If you hurry you can catch up with them."

How great was my relief.

I hurried to the Lost and Found, waited in line, and stated my loss. One of the guys in line behind me held out my phone, asking, "Is this yours?" I said yes, took it back, and graciously thanked him. What would I have done without my phone for however long? I shudder to think about it.

Many sighs of relief were breathed. Thank goodness for Lost and Found.