After some work with weights and a tough thirty minutes on the elliptical trainer, I went into the locker room to wash up and change. As I was putting my street clothes back on, I noticed that someone had left a beautiful men’s watch in the locker. It may have slipped out of a pocket when they put their pants on a hanger. I didn’t look at the brand on the face - I was feeling anxious about handling someone’s lost property - but it had a large, white face, a shiny brown leather strap, and it felt heavy and well-crafted.
I put the watch into the pocket where I keep my wallet and went out to the front desk to inform them. I didn’t want anyone to see the watch immediately. If possible, I wanted to hear a description before revealing what I had found.
The manager was alone at the desk. I wanted to have this discussion with two people present, but since he was the manager, I decided to trust him. I would have been awkward to ask him to call a witness.
“Did anyone report a missing watch?”
“Did you just lose a watch?” he asked. His response didn’t make any sense.
“No,” I corrected, “I asked whether anyone had reported losing one.”
“No. No one has reported anything.”
“Well, they’re going to want this back,” I said as I presented the well-crafted timepiece. “It’s beautiful. I found it in locker 120.”
The manager wrote down my name and thanked me.
“I hope that it get reunited with its owner,” I said as I turned to leave.
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