Quote:
Originally Posted by drjd
"Last Sunday I found a wallet packed with money down by the church."
"Did you give it back?"
"Not yet. I'm still trying to decide if it's a temptation from the devil or the answer to a prayer."
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On a serious note, I would find a spot to drop the wallet after making sure my fingerprints were carefully removed. I still have memories of finding a wallet in the stacks at the university library. I turned it in to the staff who took my name and where I found the wallet. Two days later, the university RCMP paid me a call since the owner of the wallet claimed he had ~$500 Cdn in the wallet when he lost it. Since the time between his losing it and my turning it in was about 45 minutes, I was considered a suspect. I suggested to the two police officers that if I had stolen the wallet and taken the cash, I would have dropped the wallet into the nearest trash bin instead of turning it in and giving my name.
It wasn't so much the suggestion that I was a thief, it was the suggestion that I was a stupid thief that hurt more.