Last night my phone rang around 830pm. It was my daughter B. just wanting to talk. I knew this phone call would come sooner or later on Sunday, as the rent is due. And...blah blah blah, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.
And it was in the middle of Big Brother. Now, I don't know if I love or hate Evil Dick. I think I love him. And I know that I think Eric is kind of squirrely but I guess you would have to be to go along with the crazy twist CBS thought up for this season to keep us watching. With all that being said, I use to hate Jen but now I feel like everyone in the house has a bee up their bonnet for her just because she is different. And kind of ....dare I say it...real.
Anyway, I am in the middle of BB and I tell Bridget I will call her back. The aggravation can wait.
I honestly thought she would call me back (as usual).
But she didn't.
Around 945pm the phone rings, I glance at caller ID, it's her.
"Hello" I say in the most drone voice I can muster, and immediately I felt bad knowing the kid is having a hard time and it's hard for her to ask me to help her out and answering the phone in that tone of voice would hurt her feelings.
There was a long hesitation on the other end and finally, "Hello...." A male voice...."I know this is going to sound crazy, but I am at the Magnolia Bar at 2nd and Magnolia, I went outside to smoke a cigarette and saw this phone in the middle of the road."
"It's my daughter's phone! I bet it flew off the top of her car!"
"So, I thought I would call and try and get it returned."
I said something like, "That is so kind of you."
He said, "I guess I could mail it to her, or someone could ...."
"Where are you again, 4th and Magnolia?"
"Second and Magnolia, at the Mag Bar."
"Would it be safe to leave it at the bar until I can get it tomorrow?"
He yells, "Hey Mike, can I leave this phone behind the bar until tomorrow?....he says sure, it will be okay."
"What is your name?"
"Ben, you are an angel. I don't know how to thank you enough."
"You're welcome. I was stationed in the Navy in San Diego and lost my phone. Some person found it and called my Mom in Louisville and mailed it to her. So, I saw this phone in the the road and thought....hell, it's time to pay it forward."
Like a dummy, I did not ask him for his last name nor phone number so Bridget could thank him.
She is going to go talk to Mike and see if she can connect with him that way.
And by the way......yes she did need to talk to me about an advance for her rent....I KNEW IT!!