When I was at Uni I was in a class that consisted of about 20 people. The class was split into groups and worked separate from each other in small studios, which meant most of the class didn't know each other. One day I sat down, put my bag under my chair and found an ipod. Instead of shouting out who's lost an ipod (as anyone could claim it) I went round campus security and a few other department offices, asking if anyone had mentioned losing an ipod, no one seemed to have reported losing one so I kept it. Knowing nothing about ipods I plugged it into my laptop to see if anyone's name or account was connected to it, the ipod then instantly syncs with my Itunes (something I never used) filling it with random songs and deleting the previous account. A week or so goes by and I've been using the ipod on a daily basis, the class is sat in the hall waiting to do individual assessments. I start speaking to this lad who tells me how he's pissed off that he lost his ipod and no one has handed it in. I ask him what colour it is to check it's the one that I found, and it checks out. I hand it to him and tell him I found it under a chair and class, I tell him that I asked around but no one had reported losing it, he doesn't seem to 100% believe me but is grateful anyway. Turns out he works part time at a bar I go to, from then on when he was working he would always try to serve me as quick as he could (this bar was a nightmare to get served at). Could of had a free ipod but decided to do the honest thing instead .