My immediate payback came in the form of getting caught in the rain on my way to work. Ironically, had I not stopped and tried to return the wallet, I would have most likely made it to work before the rain began. Thanks, karma.
Monday, April 21, 2014
This morning while pedaling to work, I spotted a women's wallet laying in the street just under a car. At first I kept going, the "none of my business" mantra ringing in my ears. Soon, however, Lutheran guilt took over and I circled back, picked it up and opened it. It was the mother lode - debit cards, credit cards, a fistful of cash and a driver's license. I looked at the license - it was for a woman in her 30's who (certainly not coincidentally) lived right by where I found it. I shut the wallet, walked my bike up to the door and began knocking (it was before 7:00). After repeated knockings and doorbell ringings, nobody answered. So, I wrote a brief note saying "Found this in the street Monday morning at about 7:00. I tried knocking, but didn't get an answer. Hope this finds you safely. Have a nice day." I then wrapped the note around the wallet and placed it between the screen door and front door and biked off.