Last Sunday, I worked with my employer's crew to remove Christmas decorations from a country club and a nearby hotel. There were five of us, and as we entered the hotel, one woman (who shall be known here as Blondie) sat her purse in a chair in the rear lobby, next to our employer's tool kit.
In one of the meeting rooms off the rear lobby, a church service was going to be held in a few minutes. We started in all the other rooms, removing decor and taking ornaments off Christmas trees and packing up. Blondie didn't have need of her purse during that time, and so it sat in the lobby chair for at least an hour.
When we were ready to leave, Blondie's purse was nowhere to be seen. After searching the whole lobby, bathrooms, trash bins, etc., we informed the front desk that it was missing, and gave contact information in case it was found.
All of a sudden, it hit me. Her cell phone was in the purse (along with a brand new camera she got for Christmas). I asked for her cell phone number and called it. After about 30 seconds, we heard it ringing, and the sound was emanating from the room that the church service was being held in. At the same time, the preacher's voice stopped. Blondie peeked in the door, and her purse was sitting on a table at the back of the room, with juice and coffee.
Apparently, a church member thought that the purse belonged to someone in the congregation and put it in the room for safekeeping. I know she/he cannot have known the anxiety it caused when we discovered it was missing!
Now you might be saying..."Duh..." about calling her cell phone, but I was proud of myself for thinking of it and saving the day for Blondie! I think she owes me bigtime, don't you?
P.S. The boss said next time she has to leave her purse in the car!