I was at the drugstore today buying extra-large bandages for my scraped knee (see Day 538 for the full scoop) and noticed they had reorganized the place. As I paid the cashier, I told her how nice the place looked and wished her a nice day.
I left and when I was about half way across the parking lot, I heard someone calling behind me … it was the cashier. Poor lady was out of breath as she’d run from the drugstore to try and catch up with me. She held out a folded $10 bill to me and said she’d found it on the floor in front of her till and thought it might be mine.
I checked my wallet and saw the $10 she’d given me in change but I couldn’t honestly say whether I’d had another $10 in there or not. I could have given myself (and my pocketbook) the benefit of the doubt and taken the money but as I wasn’t 100% sure, I told her to keep it.
That sure would’ve been a lot of found pennies, though! 🙂
P.S. Two of my favourite singers together for “Unloved.” Enjoy!