When I was 15 I went on a trip for school to Florida. At a restaruant I found some $425-ish dollars and some change on the floor just under one of the tables. As a typical kid, I was like "WOW!" (heck, as an adult, I'd be the same). Anyway, I could see the cashier and just watched both the table where I spotted the money, and the cashier. Sure enough, about 20 minutes later (after my friends and I had spent the money in our minds) this guy comes in with, as I remember it, a British accent. He said to the cahier that he was missing his "pocket change"... I stepped forth and asked him how much he was missing, and he thought that it was about $400, so I gave it all to him... He said thank you, and left. While I didn't expect it, I was kind of hoping for a reward for being honest and giving him his money back, but alas, I just got a thank you.

I'd like to have that kind of "pocket change" everyday.


Farewell - June 4, 2020