London is not a local call

So I'm in the Atlanta airport a week ago. Everything is, as usual grounded. Weather. Again. This frantic woman asks if she can use my cell phone as her calling card is used up. I notice that they took a bunch of the pay phones out of the airport. I guess the days of hanging outside the 7-11 at the public phone are gone. Not that there is anything wrong with that. So, she tells me it is a local call, I say sure and she calls. No answer. So, she asks me if she can "call her mother." Now, what kind of a human would I be if I said no, don't call your mom, let her think you've just gone missing. So, I say sure. Counting on the Karma. Then she wants to call her sister - mom isn't home. So, I say sure. Then, I finally get to the lovely state of New Jersey (but, not the lovely part). And, I'm checking the phone to get a number for a call I missed. That is when I notice that someone made some calls beginning with 001. Two of them. And, I start to get it. I try to call Cingular to find out where I have called and if I will need to get another job to pay for it. But, Cingular is now AT&T and their hold times are 45 minutes. I figure, heck, I have her mother's and sister's phone numbers. I'm resourceful. If I need to take out a mortgage to pay for it, I'll find her. Turns out it is only going to cost me $1.69 a minute. Then, I get to the hotel and find a pair of diamond earings on the floor in the lobby. I looked at long and hard and long and hard again at those rocks. Then, I turned them in. So, by gosh, I expect some good Karma and soon. Maybe that means our referral is less than 12 days away.