Last Friday night, I lost my phone. Doesn't matter where and how.^_^ Just plain stupidity, actually.
Anyway, over the weekend, my friends and I called and called and texted and texted my number. It rang but the finder obviously believes in finders-keepers pero ang kapal ng face nya to still be using my number, right?!
So, anyway, I tried my luck yesterday morning and this guy answered. I introduced myself, being the owner of the phone he's using of course, and he obviously turned hesitant to talk. I can tell they had no intentions whatsoever of returning my phone. I tried hard to charm my way around the conversation in fear that he'll hang up.
By the end of the conversation, I had their address (not exact, though, but it's a start) and their full names. The girl who found my phone is Princess Ramirez and the guy who answered my call is her brother Ervin. They live at De Jesus, Bagong Barrio, Kalookan (near the church). I have sought Brod Allan Mangubat's assistance and I was told that this was a depressed area so it's not advisable for me to go there without back-up.
This morning, when I called my number again, it was already out of reach but fortunately, the reluctantly kind-hearted Ervin have already given me their landline number.^_^
Don't get me wrong, the cellphone is not THAT expensive, in fact, it's not even poly nor is it colored. I'm going through all these trouble because of its sentimental value [cheesy!!!] and the 300+ contacts stored in the phonebook. It's not easy rebuilding that large a database, don't you think?
Wish me luck.
*.* as if! @ 11:21:00 PM • • RBJ