At 7:57 am today, my phone rang. It was the (wo)man who had found my wallet. He said he tried and tried yesterday to get a hold of me, but couldn't. It got to the point, he said, where he was more worried about my wallet than his own wallet. He told me to meet him out front of The Charles at 8:30, then asked if there would be a reward involved.
My cynical side went "a-ha" at the question of a reward, but my optimistic side looked at the good things he said.
I showed up at the ascribed time and place. A small, gaunt, dark-skinned man in his fifties, with a voice like Whoopi Goldberg, came out of the theater's front door with a smile on his face and my wallet in his hand. I gave him $50 - maybe a bit steep, but I had my social security card in there even, imagine the problems that would have resulted - and he exlaimed joyfully that I made his holiday season for him. I thanked him, got back in my car, and kicked myself for believing the worst.
A few questions still are stuck: Does The Charles have a lost-and-found? Why didn't he just turn it in? Why didn't he say in his messages that he worked there? Does he actually work there? But I don't care that much. I got my wallet back, untouched, and , as far as I'm concerned, a nice guy did something nice for me.
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4 comments:
Save yourself some future nightmares and stop carrying your SS card in your wallet. It serves no purpose there except to provide opportunities for identity thieves. Just keep it at home with your other important stuff. Also, if you rarely use any of those credit cards, you should leave them at home, too.
I already got the SS card lecture from my parents, but I have to say, it got me my last job - the boss also carried his with him, and he was impressed that I did, too. Plus, the way my life is organized at home, it might just be safer with me at all times.
But, yeah, I see what you're saying. I just might.
also: just because you have the card back doesn't mean someone didn't write down the number. Do yourself a favor, and put a "hold" with the three big credit reporting companies (I did that when I lost my wallet a few years back-my SS#, although I don't carry the card with me, was on my effin' dental insurance card). That way you can prevent any identity theft.
Glad you got it back! People are so weird. Sad that he needed $50 that bad (but understandable, unfortunately).
Twenty years ago me and two friends from Tennessee went to New York City for the day and one of them lost his wallet in a Manhattan parking garage.
After a frantic search (we were blocks away from the garage when he realized it was missing), we would up back where we parked and one of the garage's employees had it.
My friend was grateful but actually started to leave without offering a reward. The employee said, "Son, this is New York. You realize you were lucky to get that back."
He gave him $20.
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