The Human race may not be totally doomed
My confidence in the human race has been restored! Last night I drank a bit too much red wine while at a colleagues leaving do. I struggled to stay awake (!?!) near the end and as a consequence when I got off at my tube station and wanted to leave through the automatic gates, I noted the absence of my wallet.
Now the last time I struggled with staying conscious I ended up at Wembley Park and had to catch a £20 cab to get home. Losing my wallet was really a pain I could have done without.
I don't know how I managed to get out of the tube or home, but at least there wasd enough adrenaline mixed with the alcohol to enable me to call to cancel my card. Well actually I cancelled on of them twice and two not at all.
This morning's hangover was fierce. Leaving my bed for the couch at 13:00 was painful. However, while nursing my hangover by drinking joughurt mixed up in water (supposedly a well-known Bulgarian cure) and watching Ramsey's Kitchen Nightmares (god I love that show), the phone rang. Turns out it was my bank and they had something to tell me.
They took a reluctant me through security (I never trust people calling you up and asking you for account details. Can you believe it that someone had found my wallet, called the bank and asked them to get in touch with me?
I finally spoke to the guy and arranged to meet with him for a handover. He didn't ask for anything in return and everything was still in my wallet. All he left me with after I thanked him profusely was "Don't worry about it, I lose my wallet all the time.". To add to my elation, it turns out that the two cards I forgot to cancel are the one's I'll need for my overseas trip later this week.
If everyone had a shred of this guys decency, the world would be a much better place. So I emplore you all to hace a heart and go out of you way to reunite lost things with their owners. You never know when you might next loose something (do you drink?)...