One day I was walking back to my dorm room and passed a bench with a cellphone on it. I had kind of walked passed, then stopped and walked back and picked it up. I asked around if it belonged to anyone. It looked like a new phone because I had never seen commercials for it or anything. Usually in a situation like this some people would just keep the phone and wait for the service to be disconnected. I called the contact under Mom and waited around until I got a call back and then returned the phone. My thinking was, if someone found my phone, I would really want it returned to me. It was nice that I was able to help someone out and relieve some stress.