I made someone's day yesterday. I was headed across Clinton street when I looked down and saw a wallet on the ground. I had to look twice. Just a wallet, sitting on there. ID, credit cards, membership cards, and about $7 in cash. I picked it up and looked around, kinda hoping I'd see someone looking for a wallet (?), but nothing. I also thought about taking it in to the lost and found at the mall, but who knows if she would think to go there, if she even knew where she lost it.

I saw that she was a student, so I stuck it in my pocket, and when I got back to my computer, I looked up her email address on the University website. A couple hours later, I got a very grateful phone call. "You are so nice! I love you!" I told her where I was and that I would leave it at the front desk for her. I went out later that afternoon to see if she had gotten it. The receptionist said, "She said to tell you, 'Thank you'. She looked inside and said, 'The cash is even still there!'"

My good deed for the day. It is so unnerving to lose your wallet, or even to think that you've lost your wallet. And the hassle of canceling your cards, replacing them, and not knowing if you're going to get your identity stolen. I saved her from all that. It gives me a warm fuzzy.