February 16, 2007

A Glimpse of Good-Natured Humanity

I was feeling pretty good about this morning. I got myself all packed up for a long weekend up at Erik's, and was out of the house early. I decided to stop by Starbucks for a little caffeine-infusion, as I had a little extra time on my hands. Traffic was light - and I flew through the various freeways with ease. I arrived at work super-early, and took my time getting out of my MINI.

ID Badge? Check.
Cellphone? Check.
Nearly-empty grande mocha frappuccino cup? Check.
Wallet?
Um...
Wallet?!?!?

I've had that sinking feeling before. Usually the wayward wallet is found underneath my seat, or I left it on the passenger seat and, in the midst of a sharp, feisty turn, it's fallen over to the side. Unfortunately, it was nowhere to be found. Ugh. Bad, bad, bad!

The clammy feeling that accompanies a shot of adrenaline accompanied me as I walked from the parking lot to the office, trying to think of how the wallet got away from me. I had it at Starbucks, obviously, as I had to pay for my coffee. I remember holding it on the table with me as I waited for my order to be called. I don't remember if I had it with me when I walked out, or if I fumbled in placing it in my car.

I hoped against hope that someone found it and turned it into the Starbucks' staff, so that an easy phone call and trip back would be all that's required. I remembered that I had a couple of my business cards in the wallet, and thought that maybe I would have a message on my voicemail waiting for me. It was these thoughts that paced my usually-slow walk towards the office at a much urgent rate.

As I rounded the corner to my cubicle, my heart jumped when I saw the red-LED voicemail indicator on phone. Maybe I'm in luck! I clocked in immediately, and checked the voicemail right after - my breathing still labored from the quickened walk.

"Hi. My name is Teresa [surname withheld for privacy], and I came across your wallet in the Starbucks parking lot. Please give me a call so we can arrange for you to get it back."

Hot. Damn. Losing a wallet permanently is such an extreme pain - I've gone through it before about ten years ago, and had to deal with getting a new driver's license, and reporting all my credit cards as missing, and having to have those and my bank accounts closed and re-opened with different account numbers... and gosh, I still don't have a new copy of my social security card.

Fortunately, I'm going to be able to avoid all of that mess this time. At around noon today I'll be driving back out to Simi to retrieve my found wallet from a person with some integrity. We often imagine the worst when this type of scenario comes up - someone pocketing the cash and trashing the wallet. I think I got really lucky.


posted by julie at February 16, 2007 08:29 AM

things people have said

That is so cool! I am glad that a nice honest person found your wallet. Have a great 3 day weekend!

so said: Karin at February 17, 2007 09:52 AM

It's nice to hear a nice ending to a such possibly bad experience.

so said: Steve at February 19, 2007 04:58 PM



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