My wallet fell out of my pocket on my way to school this morning. I had spent the last two hours freaking out and feeling sad and angry. I went to food for thought to get coffee with the dollar wadded up in my pocket, seeing a kid from drawing class there. I related the story, he made a joke about it getting stolen by a homeless person, I said she
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Ever consider a fanny pack?(lol)
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Lina lost her wallet similarly in Clark Park, and after freaking out about it for a week it arrived in the mail intact. Some kind person had apparently dropped it into a mailbox. I love it when people actually do the right thing. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
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Then, two years ago on the Montana trip, one of the folks lost a wallet with over $300 cash in it. He cancelled all cards, etc but was really bummed about it. And then, when we got home, it was in his mailbox, cash and all. The level of surprise and joy among all of us was enough to convince me to always return them intact should I ever find one..... and if doing-the-right-thing isn't enough motivation for me, the thought of confusing and shocking people by doing the right thing IS enough.
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