<p>wouldn’t it be funny if he showed up on Monday and said he found the check and apologized. Ahhhh… come on, everyone here knows it happens! How many of us have misplaced a check or deposit or something. </p>
<p>As a matter of fact, last Tuesday evening, I got called out to work in the evening to a nursing home in a nearby suburb. As I got out of my car and looked down, there was a $100 bill lying on the pavement. Yes, I typed in the correct number of zeros. There were no other cars in the parking lot near mine, so I had no way of knowing where to even begin to find its owner. When I return from my little vacation, I will call the facility and see if someone reported losing something, and if they say yes, I will have them tell me what is missing. If they say $100 bill, I will return in, as I’m the only one (and the person who lost it) who knows exactly what it is. </p>
<p>But yes, ldmom, I, too, thought of who lost it and how devastated they must have been when they realized it. Maybe it was some minimum-wage employee of the facility who was carrying it around to shop for their kids’s school needs. However, I was more inclined to think, anyone who carries around $100 can probably afford to lose it. I can’t remember when was the last time I had a $100 bill in my wallet… well, until last Tuesday.</p>
<p>P.S. No, I will not give out the name of the facility so you all can call in and claim you were there last Tuesday :)</p>
<p>And, I have a place in my car I call ‘no-man’s land’. It’s the itsy bitsy teenie weenie spot between the driver’s seat and the (ok - having a brain fart here) what’s the name of the console thing between driver’s and passenger seats? It’s just big enough for things to slip down there, but when I try to retrieve them, my hand ends up mangled because, no matter how hard I try to readjust the seat, I cannot get my hand to the floor of that area without massive pain. That’s where I’ve found pieces of mail, my job ID, etc. You’d think by now when something goes missing I’d look there first. However, what ends up happening is, at some point, when I’m stuck in traffic or something, I look down there, and discover missing things.</p>