Tony & Jimmy

I trust until proven otherwise…unless it’s so blatantly obvious that someone might be worthy of further scrutiny. Unless my Blackberry charger shows up some time this week, I’ll have to add two young New Yorker’s named Tony & Jimmy to my short list of untrustworthy souls.

My buddy and I shared a cab Friday from the CES convention center back to our hotel with these two and talked about technology and XM radio (Jimmy had the Delphi XM handheld and there was a 50% off CES special he told us about). Seems Tony’s Blackberry charger tip had fallen apart and he was bummed he’d run out of mobile phone charge with two days left at the show. Since I had a travel charger along — and wouldn’t need to charge my phone until late Saturday — I thought I’d be a good guy and lend it to Tony. I gave Tony my card so he’d have my name. All I asked is that he charge his phone overnight and drop my charger in an envelope Saturday at the Bell desk so I could pick it up.

As the two of them walked away when we got to the hotel, I had an inkling I’d never see it again. Whaddya think happened?