Faith In Humanity: Restored
Back in July, I lost my ID in Florida. The last I saw of it was when I flipped it through the open rear window of our rental car, trying to land it on the center console. For some reason, it never made it to the center console, and disappeared into the rental car vortex. The Better Half, The Old Man and myself spent the better part of a sultry Florida Sunday evening ripping the car to pieces looking for it...to no avail.
No big whoop really. I still have an old expired license (itself once lost and found) in my wallet that I was able to use to get on the plane. I went to the Express DMV facility downtown the day I got back and had a new license by 4:30 that afternoon.
This past week, a small padded envelope showed up in the mailbox with a Miami return address. It was addressed to me, but with no unit number. I quickly scanned my mental enemies list and came up empty on Miami, so I opened it.
Sure enough, inside was my ID, with a Post-It note attached saying "found in rental car, 8/25/2005." Somehow the damned thing decided to come out of hiding in Miami and a vigilant soul found it and returned it.
So Alex in Miami...thank you very much. Not so much for sending it back to me, as just for being an honest and decent person.
Back in July, I lost my ID in Florida. The last I saw of it was when I flipped it through the open rear window of our rental car, trying to land it on the center console. For some reason, it never made it to the center console, and disappeared into the rental car vortex. The Better Half, The Old Man and myself spent the better part of a sultry Florida Sunday evening ripping the car to pieces looking for it...to no avail.
No big whoop really. I still have an old expired license (itself once lost and found) in my wallet that I was able to use to get on the plane. I went to the Express DMV facility downtown the day I got back and had a new license by 4:30 that afternoon.
This past week, a small padded envelope showed up in the mailbox with a Miami return address. It was addressed to me, but with no unit number. I quickly scanned my mental enemies list and came up empty on Miami, so I opened it.
Sure enough, inside was my ID, with a Post-It note attached saying "found in rental car, 8/25/2005." Somehow the damned thing decided to come out of hiding in Miami and a vigilant soul found it and returned it.
So Alex in Miami...thank you very much. Not so much for sending it back to me, as just for being an honest and decent person.
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