Monday morning, I left for my summer job at the normal time of 6 am, and began my walk to the train. I slid my metro card, put it back in my wallet, and headed down for the train which was just arriving. Commence the usual activity: headphones, ipod on and jamming, ride into Brooklyn and walk to work. So far, pretty usual. Cut to lunch time and getting ready to head out to the local corner store, and I can't find my wallet. I am flipping my backpack upside down, inside out, changing my clothes constantly, hoping that it will appear. After pacing the office for a few moments, I decided to claim that I was pick-pocketed, and am now going to have my identity floating around the great city. I begin the normal process of canceling all of my cards, requesting new information etc., but come to a halt when I realize that my state drivers license was also there. Ensue panic, but later calm, when I read online they still have the ability to view my records and print another one to send out to me. The rest of the work day goes horrible, because the only thing on my mind is how much someone is loving carrying around my favorite NYC Subway System wallet. A co-worker provides me with some cash to get home, and I begin to plan how to tell the community without to much of a freakout. Now, if you know me at all, I can never calmly tell a story or express what happened, so begin the dramatic telling of the story to Stephanie and Br. Ed. The look of crazy was real, but then some bit of sympathy was accompanied. I spent the whole night stressing out, and feeling like I would never be the same again (I'm sure you're thinking, "C'mon Christopher, get over it, you've ordered the new cards it'll be fine..."). I am able to get some sleep Monday night, but wake up Tuesday for work with the worst headache I have experienced ever, due to the amount of stress I was putting on myself. I took the morning off to just relax and recover (thank goodness for an awesome boss), while keeping a cool the rest of the day. Here's the fun part: Wednesday! The morning routine begins, and I get on the subway heading for work. As I am riding along, we arrive at the 34th St-Herald Square stop, and out of my peripherals, I see a woman charging towards me. I look up, and extended out in front of her is MY WALLET!! :D. I couldn't believe it! I wanted to jump and give the woman the biggest hug in the world, but knew that would not be the most appropriate thing, so went with a calm "Thank you so much, I truly appreciate it!" After the awkward exchange of words and what to say, I asked how she knew it belonged to me. She told me as she was getting off the train, she noticed a wallet sitting on the seat, and wanted to make sure it didn't continue traveling the city, so she grabbed it. When she opened it up, she immediately recognized my face from the driver's license and my daily morning commute. She made it her mission to hold onto the wallet, continue riding the same morning train on the same car, and make sure it arrived safely back to me. Later in the conversation she told me she looked for me on Tuesday morning, but couldn't find me, and was worried that I was going to no longer take public transit. Lucky for her, there I was on Wednesday, as usual, and she was able to complete her act of good samaritan.
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| This is my favorite NYC Subway System Wallet |
On a completely different topic, I just want to pass along an awesome link to a video for everyone to enjoy: LV, Maybe? (click here)
A lengthier post about my recent adventures to come this weekend! :)
Live Jesus In Our Hearts. Forever!
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