I’m riding the 84 back home. The bus stops at Burrard, a young woman gets up to leave and I noticed her phone dropped out of her pocket and onto the seat as she stood.
I have to throw my arm in the closing door to rush off the bus to give her phone back. I had to shout and chase her down to finally get her attention. When I finally stop her, she just gives me the hardest stare.
Without breaking the stare, she says “This is an unlocked iPhone. This is worth a LOT of money. Thank you.” We shake hands.
I turn around and get ready to wait another 15 minutes for the next bus, but the 84 is still there. I half-jog back. The bus driver says he saw me rush out with the phone and thought it was nice, so he waited for me.
It was nice.