Day 10: Purse finder extraordinaire
One funny fact about me, is that if your purse or credit card goes missing, there's a chance I may be the one to find it. I am always finding missing things; dogs, cats, keys, credit cards, but most of all, purses.
It started about 6 years ago. I was headed to a weekend event in rural Washington. It was a warm summer day, and I was driving down a windy country road alongside a river. I glanced to my right and saw a purse on the side of the road. I hit my brakes, and then reversed. I thought, "Oh no, some one out enjoying the river forgot their purse."
I got out of my truck, planning to look in the purse for contact info, to return it to its' owner. But I was very surprised when I picked it up off the street, and it was completely empty. It was a nice black leather Mary Kay purse. I searched every corner and pocket, there wasn't even a crumb or speck of lint. It looked brand new and totally spotless.
I shrugged and took it to my truck and thought, "Guess it's mine now." 6 years later, I still have it.
Another time I was picking up a friend to take to church. She lived way, way far out in the country. Again, by a river. I picked her up and we were about a mile away from her home when I noticed a bright yellow sticking out from some bushes.
I stared at it as I passed, wondering what it was, when I realized, it was a purse. I got out and pulled it out of the bushes. This time, it was packed with valuables; credit cards, social security card, student id, and driver's license.
I called the contact info and got the girl's mom. She told me her daughter and friend had been at the river swimming, when someone broke into their car and stole their purses. The mom was very worried her daughter's identity would be stolen, but she was so excited when we discussed the items, and the only thing missing was cash and an iPod.
I met the girl at the church later that day. She even gave me $50 as a thank you.
The most recent find was
this summer. I was out exercising with a friend, when I spotted
something on the ground. I turned back around and looked closer to find
it was a credit card.
I picked it up and finished my
route. When we got back to campus, I tried calling the customer service
line to report I had found it. But the automated calling center did not
have an option for that, and it would not let me talk to a
representative without entering the card's social security number.
got on facebook and tried to look the person up. There was no profile
for them, but I did notice some interesting facebook pages dedicated to a
judge with that name, that were made to show hate for the judge.
I looked the name up on Google, and found out the card belonged to an Oklahoma state judge.
I ended up taking the card to the police station, because I could not figure out a safer way of getting it to its owner.
One of the most hilarious experiences though, was when I found a purse in the CCC parking lot. It had a cell phone in it, so I decided to recall the last number dialed.
A man answered in a sexy tone, "Are you ready to change your mind, my luscious lesbian lover?"
My faced burned red, and I struggled to speak, "Um, hi, I just found this phone."
The guy was so embarrassed that his voiced cracked like a 13 year old boy, "Oh! Oh....my....oh, oh God, I'm uh, I'm sorry."
I told him I was going to leave the purse at lost and found, and he
said he would let his girlfriend know. He thanked me and ended the call
with another, "I'm so sorry."