Monday, November 4, 2013

Halloween: The trick's on John Lennon and Yoko Ono

I've always been a fan of John Lennon. He is such a talented performer, a visionary and an advocate of peace. My favorite song of all time is 'Imagine' because of the message it brings and, to be married to him at least for one night is a dream come true.

Yes, we've decided to go as the famous multi-culture pair, John Lennon and Yoko Ono for Halloween! That's a shameless selfie of us riding the Long Island Railroad on the way to the city for a party. 


Shameless posers in the train. Kudos to Brian for bearing with my creative implementation of his costume. The beard and hair do not look comfortable at all.

Unfortunately, we did not make it to the party.


The halloween trick was on us. I was busy fixing John's hair and beard that I accidentally left my phone in the train and once I realized that I did, the train doors were already closed and there's no way they would open it for me because doing so would mess up the entire schedule of the trains and there will be a lot of unhappy commuters in their halloween costumes waiting because of a Yoko-wannabe. There's really just something so tragic about seeing your phone in the train as it moves away. So close, yet so *insert profanity* far. 

The train was heading back to its barn because Penn Station was the final stop. So, I was really hoping that the chances of me retrieving my beloved iPhone is high. I was managing my expectations though. I mean, who here has lost a phone while commuting and got it back? Let's be honest, the chances are slimmer than Kate Moss. 

So, John (yes, I am referring to my husband, John Lennon) and I went to the Customer Service Office to report my "missing" phone. The representative made a few calls to someone at the barn to alert their cleaning staff to keep an open eye for a purple iPhone at the middle cart. It was 9.00 when he made those calls. 

9.25 and we were still waiting. John grabbed a few drinks to comfort me and ease my tension. I was actually very calm because I recently backed-up all my phone's contents in iCloud and will be able to retrieve what matters. Of course, what would hurt most would be the fact that I would need to buy a new phone even though my old one was working perfectly. 

9.45 and still waiting. At this point, our wigs have gone off.

9.50 and the Customer Representative exclaimed, "Well, there's some good news for my phone couple!"

They were able to find my phone! Actually, I had no doubt that they would because my very own eyes saw the phone in the moving train. What I was afraid of was someone taking it away and claiming it for their own. Sorry for sounding so pessimistic about the entire situation but most of the time, lost possessions never make its way back to the owner.

I guess I have been proven wrong. The universe was telling me that night that there's still hope for humanity. Maybe, just maybe, one day we will be able to see and live in the world of John Lennon's vision when he penned "Imagine," a world where there is no greed or hunger, just a brotherhood of man.

I may sound a little too dramatic over a phone but the lesson I learned that night is to always see the good in people. Not everyone is out to get me.

This is a special shout-out to the trustworthy, considerate team of the MTA/Long Island Railroad. Thank you very, very much from the bottom of my heart! 

Thank you to Brian as well for being so patient and staying with me through and through. In my opinion, you are way better than John.






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