36th and 5th
Film: Kentmere 400
As I was walking up the stairs to exit the Bryant Park subway station, I noticed that a lady near the top of the stairs dropped her cell phone. It fell tumbling down to the platform. I decided to go back down and try and get it for her. After I collected all of the loose pieces which scattered around, I tried to hurry my way back up to hand the lady her phone.
I quickly ran up the stairs, but the lady was nowhere to be found. I then began to think whether I should hold on to the phone that was shattered in pieces, not even knowing if it still worked, or to just throw it out.
Sticking the pieces in my pocket, I made my way to work where I tried to assemble the phone. Somehow, even after a fall of about 10 feet, the phone turned on. Frantically trying to figure out how to work it, I began searching in the contacts to see if I could find a home number to call.
As I started to do that, the phone rang and it ended up being the lady's husband. I told him about the whole situation and said I would meet with him or his wife to hand it over.
A short while later, the lady called and asks where to meet. We meet at 36th and 5th.
