iPod and the Subway: Happy Ending

After suggestions from Shann and reading the comments in my last post, I returned to the 34th Street station late at night in search of my iPod. My plan was to relocate the iPod along the subway tracks, and ask someone in the MTA booths to retrieve it with a grabber. Determined, I took the L to the F, and the F to 34th, hopped off the train, and across the tracks to where it had escaped me that sad morning. I peeked down the tracks, searching for a glimmer of red, and, nooooo...IT WAS GONE

::weep::

Defeated. Took the F down to 14th, and the L back home. And then ate a lot of ice cream, chocolates, and scrambled eggs (not together, of course ;).

Later that evening, Kathryn mentioned that her fiancé, Dan, had a nano which went though the laundry wash, died for a while, and then returned to life. Dan emailed me a day later, graciously offering me his iPod...and voila, there you see it above, case and all. Thank you so much, Kathryn and Dan for the iPod, and thank you, Shann, for loaning me your shuffle in the meantime :)