The Training Day. Part Two.

Soon after I wrote Training Day, I met a friend on the bus and she told me she worked there at the hotel! I told her about the ring I had found and that I had been back to ask about it. She said, “I’ve not heard about it, but I’ll ask about it.”

I saw Joel again on Wednesday and I asked her about the ring I’d found, she said, “You need to go and ask about it again, soon…..” I replied, “I’ll go tomorrow.”

Yesterday morning I rang the hotel and explained, “Last year on Training day, I found a ring there, please can I come and collect it today?” The Receptionists replied, “I’ll speak to my Manager about it, and I’ll ring you back today, what is your phone number?” Having told her my full name I said, “My phone number is on the envelope on the outside of where the ring is, and both are in your safe.”

I waited two hours for their call and didn’t get one so I drove there, I said to the Receptionists, “I rang earlier about a ring and was informed that someone would ring me back, no one has so here I am.” The Receptionist said, “My Manager has said, we have had Guests return after a year and have asked if their, (manky old) ‘Ugg boots, are still here?’ She went on, “Some Guests even ask for their lost items up to eighteen months to two years after they have visited us, so we will hold on to the ring for up to two years.” I said, “You look on the internet, if I’d taken the ring to the police station, I’d have had it given to me if not claimed after twenty-eight days.” She just repeated, weakly, “Well, we’ll be keeping it for up to two years.” She wasn’t rude and neither was I, I said, “OK.” And left.

I would sell the ring to the highest shop keeper, and I personally think the person who has lost the ring would have a quicker way of finding it, in the shop window.  Next time I won’t hand it in, I’ll take it to the police station instead. Yesterday when I looked for the Hotel phone number, I noticed it only had a three-star rating, I wonder why? One day I’ll read the reviews.

I told my Husband on my return home, “I see it as an investment,” He said, again, “Finders keepers, you should have kept it,” I said, “I just couldn’t do that, what if it was you who had lost something, wouldn’t you like to find it again?” His reply, “If it’s lost, it’s lost.”

I’d again said, to the Receptionist before I left the hotel, “Whoever finds the ring, I want to know who they are,” (For I want to make sure the Owner get her ring back and that it’s not stolen.) She said, “OK.”

I aim to return in two years.