Had one of those days today at work where everything was going wrong. Extremely Busy with work, had to get the bike dropped off for its first service as I'm away the next few days working, had to drop the dog off at the groomers and all before 4pm. Then try and fit more work in. To say I was a little flustered was an understatement. Imagine my horror when I finally got everything done at 7pm headed to pick the dog up from the groomer that there was no wallet in my bike jacket in the back seat. Made my excuses With the groomer and said ill drop the money of later and then started retracing my route that I took on the bike from home to the dealers (13 miles ) I admitted defeat at about half 8 when there was no sign of the wallet on the road on the route I'd taken and the dealers were shut so couldn't check right now but offered to check in the morning soon as they opened ( have them on my facebook luckily ) but they hadn't noticed anything lying around before shutting the shop. So off to bed in a mood ( the other halfs words not mine ;-) ) and at about 9:40 my phone rings and its a police station at the other end of town saying someone has just handed in my wallet and they check my driving licence and mange to get my number on their system. How lucky was I ?? The gentleman who found had even drawn a map on the back of an envelope to show where he found it ;-) I must've forgotten to zip my jacket up and it had worked its way out on the route there. It had fallen out about a mile from the dealers in the middle of the road and he had spotted it whilst crossing. Unfortunately he didn't want a reward or thanks so the police couldn't give me his details. Really restored my faith for sure as everything was still in there and there was £200+ in there as I'd just been to the ATM this morning. The other half is now scouring the Internet for a man bag for my phones keys and wallet as I'm forever losing them. ;-) Anyone else had some good luck like this then ?
Nice ending to the story. I was testing my Drift HD camera in London. It fell off without realising, but a scooter courier behind picked it up and handed it to me at the lights :smile: When I got home I realised I didn't get his name, so I re-watched the video, got the name and number of the company, called them up, got the name of the rider and sent hi a tenner to say thanks
In Egypt few years ago in my own with the kids - left my handbag in a taxi He brought it back and flatly refused a tip - it had my passport and everything in it
As humans we tend to tell one person something good and ten something bad. The world is a great place but we do not tell each other about it enough. I am far from a hippy but I do believe random acts of kindness make the world a better place. I only have to look at the amount of times my licence has been saved by cars flashing to warn me of impending doom to see that 99% only want to do good
I once found NZ$4500.00 cash in a bank bag sitting in the middle of a street, but with nothing to identify who's it was, I took it to the cop shop and handed it in, the cop on the desk asked why? Didn't accept a reward but the owner dropped off a large morning tea for the whole workshop I was working at. I found it on a test drive of a car I was working on. Feels good to do the right thing.
Once while in Oistins, Barbados I found a purse/wallet lying in a hedge, obviously dropped there. From the contents managed to track down the owner's phone number, phoned her and told her I was handing it in to the local police. Then went to the police station and handed it in, telling them I had already phoned the owner and she would be coming to collect it. This was because the police are known not to be entirely honest there.
For some reason I expected it to finish with tales of a wild evening in the young ladies company :tongue:
Its not faith, its science, brought on by electro-neurones triggering in that individual which give him pangs of guilt which therefore cannot be removed without the need to fess up and hand over Or its honesty lol
One case I know of had a foreign chap stop his car (travelling along the Roman Wall in the UK) to swap kids about or something. Left his wee pack containing: Wallet, cards, passports (for ALL the family), ferry tickets, money... etc.) on the roof, then drive off. We found it, saw him driving westwards, and rang all the tourist spots along the route. He turned up about an hour later. When he asked if we wanted any ID, we replied that that wasn't necessary - he matched the picture in his passport, except his face was distinctly greyer, and his wife was fuming! Most people are good, pleasant and worth appreciation - unfortunately there is a significant group of scrotes who spoil that impression for us. Glad it ended well.
