‘There’s a real tinge of the smug to this “the world is my safe deposit box” mentality. It’s a luxury to blithely trust that everything will work out in your favor regardless of precaution, a luxury commonly reserved for the very young or the very super-model-y.
Indeed, we’ve ventured so far out on the trust spectrum that it’s not simply a matter of assuming other people aren’t criminals, but assuming they’re an army of personal assistants. In the past year I have twice found someone’s phone in the back of a cab. The first time a woman asked me if I was still in the neighborhood and could drop it off at her apartment. The second time a man asked me if I could have a messenger bring it to him at his office the next morning because he was “super busy.” “
— Sloane Crosley, in today’s Opinionator. It’s all true. I left my phone in a cab a few years ago and PAID the cab driver to drive back to my boyfriend’s apartment so I could come grab it. And he did it! And I paid him! Too much money! Only in today’s New York. We all need to cut the crap a little.
