Now THAT'S Found Money
Kathy and I ran errands today and I was driving the car. On the way back, while starting to turn onto a street, my head jerked to one side and I said, "Hey, that's money! Looks like a large bill!"
I pulled over (this was on a residential street) and asked Kathy if she could hop out to see. She said, "It's probably play money," but she humored me anyway.
The bills were blowing down the street, toward open space, when she grabbed them. She got back into the car and showed me: three bills totalling THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS. Oh my!
I looked around to see if there was any clue as to where it came from. No one was out on the street, and with the bills blowing down the center of the road, I couldn't tell how far they'd flown or from what direction.
"Should we call the police?" I asked.
Kathy looked at me like I was crazy. "And say what? ‘I found money blowing down the street'?"
"Yeah, maybe say that?"
She looked at me pointedly. "There is no wallet, nothing to indicate who this belongs to. Should we go door to door and say, 'I found $300. Is it yours?'"
I had to think about that for a second. My first impulse was to say, "yeah, let's try that." But I realized she was trying to point out what a stupid idea it was. Okay, okay.
So, finally, I put the money in my handbag. But, crazy as it sounds, I feel like maybe it's a trick and I'll get in trouble.
Kathy laughs and says that this was because of the talk we had last week. "We said you could keep any ‘found money,' right? Well, Margie and Norm sure helped you find money!"
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