I’m surprised it took a whole 24 hours for the Internet to locate Matt, the Good Samaritan in the white tee-shirt who found my smartphone in the bathroom at SFO yesterday morning and returned it to me.
If you missed all the excitement, I left my phone on a urinal in Terminal 3 while taking not one, but two very important calls; one from my business partner, and the other from nature. I didn’t realize the phone was no longer with me until the first call was suddenly disconnected a few minutes after I left the bathroom, when my airbuds stopped working – at which point I was a hundred yards away from the toilet and halfway down the jetway.
If you want the details of the panic that ensued, the true story is posted below this one. For whatever reason, it struck a chord with the masses and created a weird level of curiosity about the hero in the story, Matt, the man who recovered my lost phone. This photo, which I promised to share if someone tracked it down, was taken on Matt’s phone yesterday morning, and recently posted in the comments of the prior tale. I’m sharing it here to not only thank him publicly, but to apologize for identifying him as “Matt.” Because apparently, his real name is Corey.
Oops.
If you read the original tale, you know that I was not in my right mind when my phone was recovered, and desperately late for my flight. I’m sure the man in the white tee-shirt introduced himself as Corey, but I heard “Matt,” so that’s who he became in my story – and in the minds of a few million readers – many of whom have since demanded photographic proof of our encounter. And so, here it is, 24 hours later.
For the record, I can attest that the man in the white tee-shirt is in fact the same man who recovered my phone – Corey Zurcher. The attached photo was probably taken by the guy standing next to Corey, but maybe not? I thought someone grabbed a selfie, but the angle here doesn’t look quite right. Whatever – the guy in the white tee-shirt is definitely the guy who returned my phone, and I have no idea who standing next to him. But I’d like to think his name is Matt. Because I’m almost positive I met somebody named Matt yesterday.
In any event, Corey Zurcher – thank you! If you see this, feel free to share your version of yesterday’s events. My partner, Mary, was still on the line after our connection dropped, and apparently, you guys had a brief but very confusing conversation while I was running through the terminal making unauthorized public service announcements. I’d love to hear your take on that, along with the thrill of finding a smartphone on a public toilet during an active call, and your subsequent conversation with a total stranger who was just trying to figure out what the hell happened to The Dirty Jobs Guy as he was taking a pee at the airport.
Thanks again.
See you in the friendly skies…