Yesterday, I stopped at a Home Improvement store between my morning and afternoon inspections. I had to pick up a couple things for a project at my house.
About 15 minutes later, as I’m getting on the freeway from Palmdale to Lancaster… I notice that I don’t feel that familiar “bump” in my pocket. If you’re familiar with this feeling, the other feeling of your stomach sinking is quick to follow. Ugh.
I pulled over, anticipating to turn around and go back to the retailer to scour the parking lot and such for the now missing wallet.
I called the retailer, they informed what I assumed, no one had turned in a wallet and was to transfer me to security/lost and found.
Suddenly, I had a second call come in, I switched over and after I greeted the caller he said “I’ve got some good news for you!” He had the wallet and found my inspection business card inside.
I proceeded to go meet him, pick up the wallet with MONEY INTACT (I had nearly $500 in cash) and the kind guy refused a reward at all :shock:
I said “Let me buy you lunch then… you and your son and whomever else wants to go. I can’t join you, so here’s some money”, which he begrudgingly accepted.
I does make you think that not everyone is a scumbag like it sometimes feels.
People used to be amazed back when I did a lot of boating and hunting that I would never take a reward when helping folks out. Towing them in, giving them rides etc… Even gave some folks gas.
I did get screwed over once. The prick on the jet ski I gave my gas can to to go fill up his ski never brought it back. What a prick. I did not even charge him for the gas in it.
