On the way to class today I happened across a wallet in the quad. It was rather thick, filled with various things, and was just chilling out on the ledge of a planter. There were tons of people everywhere, but nobody in the vicinity of the wallet. That is to say, nobody said anything when I picked it up, held it in my head in front of me, and looked around at everyone.
At this point several thought streamed through my brain. I was thinking to myself whether or not I would keep the money in the wallet, not even knowing how much was in it. Then I asked myself whether the amount in the wallet would sway my decision. I wondered whether or not I would keep the cash and toss the wallet, or would I take it to the Campus Police.
I decided to take it in to the Campus Police.
I opened the wallet to find a little over $20, a thick wad of Staples service plans for their products, an ID, and various other bank/credit cards. The guy was 21, Armenian, and from the look of his picture, not a very personable guy.
At any rate, I took the wallet to the Campus Cops, who asked where I found it. They took no info from me, and I was on my way. I couldn’t help but feel warm and fuzzy about the whole thing. I mean, it’s the first week of school. All things being equal, if you lose your wallet in the middle of the quad, where thousands of people are walking about, you’d be lucky if you got any iota of your wallet or it’s contents back, let alone the cash itself. This guy, who I am hoping by the grace of God will be smart enough to check with Campus Police, will find all of his stuff and will likely breathe easier. I know I would.