Karma and Apple find a way
Strange phone call today.
Caller: “Hello, is that [Soilman’s Christian name]?”
Me: “Yes”
Caller: “Hi. Just calling about a lost iPod. Did you do the Stonehenge to Avebury Charity Trek on Friday?”
Me: “Er, no.”
Caller: “Oh. That’s odd. Because we have this lost iPod. But it looks like I have the wrong number. Sorry to bother you.”
Me (alarmed/baffled): “Hang on, don’t go. You’ve rung my number and you have my correct name. So it looks like you’ve got the right number. What’s going on?”
Caller: “Well, er… ok. We found this iPod after the event on Saturday. And it’s got this name [reads out Soilman’s full name] and this mobile phone number engraved on it. But obviously you weren’t at the event, so it must belong to somebody else.”
Me (realisation dawning): “Is it a white iPod Nano?”
Caller: “Er, yes. How did you know?”
Me: “Because that iPod was stolen from my car about two years ago. So yes, it IS mine. But it wasn’t lost by me. It was lost by the fucking arsehole who stole it from me.”
Moral, dear readers: Whenever you buy an Apple product, ALWAYS get your name and number engraved on it at point of sale.
Love it! Pure Aesop.
October 6th, 2013 at 9:00 pm