Sunday, July 17, 2011

I'll mail you yours, if you mail me mine.

2009
I was getting gas and I realized I didn't know my new pin number to my debit card, I didn't have any cash or a credit card. I went up to the machine and typed in my information and guessed the pin number, which was wrong. I went back to my pump in hopes that it MIGHT work, and magically it totally did. My tank was filling up and at $27.00 click, it was done (those were the days). During this gas miracle there was a man watching me (not in a creepy way) and then he started yelling, "That's my money! I put $27 dollars in my tank! You took my money!"

How on earth would I have stolen his money when my car was at the tank? I couldn't help that he prematurity put money to my tank, which ended being perfect for me. I had to think quickly. I could have either A. drove away, he had know idea who I was and when he wet back inside I could have jetted off. B. Explain to him that it's his fault, (never blame the pretty one). Right then I remembered I kept emergency money in my glove compartment, (now that you all know my hiding spot i'll need to find a new one.) I had a $20, which without question I handed over.

He was still very upset with me and wanted his full $27 dollars back. This leads me to option C. Mail this stupid guy $7.00. He was like, "you better mail me my money!" And wrote his address on a piece of paper. I went home and mailed him $7 dollars and a note:

        "Never underestimate the power of people" - or something super cheesy like that.

2011
I was out at the bars with my friends and we were dancing and singing and drinking etc. For anyone that knows me, knows I don't have the best track record to holding on my my belongings ie; credit cards, and cell phones. The next morning I woke up with a huge head ache and no ID.  I called the bar, nothing. I looked everywhere, jacket pockets, purse, car, jeans, the freezer (you never know). FUCK! I was so mad at myself, because it's something that would totally happen to me. Now I had to go to the DMV, no one likes the DMV.

I got the mail that Monday, and in the mail there was a letter addressed to me. This was inside:

Someone had sent be back my ID! I was so happy/relieved/excited/thankful. It was really amazing.


I didn't put the two and two together until recently but I'm pretty sure that's exactly what karma is.


xo,
C