saturday night started innocent enough. i went over to my friends' apartment to celebrate a birthday. good food, some libations and funny conversation were to be had. unfortunately, i was with my twin sister, whom from this day forward, we shall refer to as satan. sorry if satan didn't think a get together was enough for a saturday night and decided we needed to go balls to the wall. well dang, i don't have a car (zipcar when i need it!) and all the bikes were sleeping at home. satan decides to meet up with some other friends at a bar in bethesda. awesome! the exact opposite of what i like to do with my time on a weekend night. if you know me, then you know i prefer a dive bar, a show, listening to house music, at the very least, somewhere within bike/walk/stumble distance to my apartment in the city. i decided to make the best of a crappy situation the best i could. the decision was made, it was time to get wasted. so i threw back some adult beverages and got sleepy. i asked my sister for her car keys, went to her car and went to bed. you know, it was like 1am or something. don't judge me man, little did i know i was coming down with a cold and needed that sleep. satan and her friends were in party-mode that night and i was in sleep mode. so they dragged me around and i curled up where i could to get that essential beauty rest. fast forward to 5am when i figure out that my wallet is missing. panic sets in and some expletives are said. i am pretty upset with myself for being so careless. i should have ordered a coffee instead of another shot. ugh.
why hello sunday morning, it should be nice to see you, but i am upset. waaaaaaaa!!! how could i lose my wallet? license, bank cards, metro card, gym card, insurance card, you know, the things you keep in your wallet! waaaaaaaaaa!!!! i go online to check my account, interesting, my accounts haven't been touched. hrmmm... maybe my wallet is just hiding in my sister's car? i go search to no avail. waaaaaaa!!! i am sleepy, depressed and all that jazz. top it off with both my fantasy football team and my redskins losing. sigh... sunday night comes and my accounts still haven't been touched. i tell a girlfriend that for some reason i have a strange feeling i will find my wallet. just to be safe, i finally decide to cancel my cards and off to bed i go.
in the morning i wake up and check my email like most of the world. why...what the heck is this? i get an email, "did you recently lose your wallet? if so, can you describe it and confirm your birth date?" what??!?!?! huh?!?!? i furiously type the description, my birth date and some other aspects of my wallet, hit send, and wait. maybe i need some coffee, maybe i am still asleep and this is all a dream. i get to work, open my email, and wait for a reply. around 10:30 i get a message back. "hi mary, yes, i found your wallet". it seems that at some point during saturday's debauchery my wallet fell on the ground and a good samaritan found it. he went through the trouble of googling my name and stumbled upon my google profile. wow, just wow. the luck of it all! i met up with him monday night and was reunited my wallet. i picked up a little gift card for him to show him my gratitude. he refused to take it. he told me that he had lost his wallet and someone had taken the time to find him. he had to pay it forward. i will too. it doesn't have to be a wallet, just anything. it doesn't have to be the christmas season, it can be any time of the year. pay it forward. :)
3 comments:
There is nothing worse than losing your wallet... well if it is combined with going out on the town with satan when you would rather be in bed then maybe that combination is worse. I'm glad that it was found by an honest individual. I know that you will find a variety of ways to pay it forward. I hope that you have an awesome day. Thanks for sharing your adventures.
thank you so much for reading and your comment! you have a great blog yourself! :)
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