|
I found a wallet in a shopping mall parking lot back in July, In it was a driver's license with the owners home address. No phone number; so I just drove over to the address (about three miles) and parked the car in this townhouse development and knocked on the door but no answer. So I wandered around looking for the owner or someone who might know him. As I was doing this, I saw a man come come purposely out of one of the other houses and walk angrily up to my car.
"Hey", he said, "this is a reserved parking space"
"Sorry", I said, "I didn't notice the sign. I just came here to return something I found. Do you know this guy?", I asked, showing him the wallet.
He looked at it stunned. "That's my son" he stammered and immediately called him on his cell phone. He talked briefly with the boy and heard him gasp when he apparently reached for his wallet. He then laughed and very gratefully thanked me for bringing it home.
And I now have his permission to park in that spot ANYTIME I want!
|