I’m not a big believer in Karma but I got a dash of it last Friday.  For some cosmic reason in my life I’ve been a finder of wallets and purses and have always dutifully returned them directly to the person or some trusted authority.  I actually had a threefer in college where three days in a row I ran across someone’s left behind wallet. Last one happened a couple months ago outside the Ikeda’s market off of Route 80 on the way back from a Tahoe ski trip where I flagged down an SUV just as it was pulling out of the parking lot.

The cosmic payback came my way on Friday when I dropped my wallet (first time in my entire wallet carrying life) outside the Redwood City Town Hall (I think it is the town hall) just outside the Theater district.  I must have dropped it fishing something out of my pocket while I was eating lunch at the outdoor seating area there.  I didn’t realize it was gone until that evening as I packed up to go home from work.  I’d like to say I calmly got in my car to retrace my steps but there was no calm about it.  Yet, as I approached the seating area I saw a young couple look as if they found a wallet and by the look on my face as I walked towards them they new they had found the owner.  Much gratification and relief flowed profusely and incoherently from me.

So, to the young couple playing cards in the courtyard there, I owe you one.  You have my business card.  Contact me anytime!

Thx,
Mike