A Kindness

[Knows3Chords]

I lost my license in a casino in Vegas once. Hadn't even noticed I had dropped it. A nice older couple saw it happen, picked it up and followed me until they caught up to me and returned it. I was really lucky there.

 

[arlum]

That's a human that should be cloned.

 

[Skyhook]

So we are not going to hell in a
Hand basket

Yeah we are(hate to piddle on the parade, though)... but some people still take the time to fluff up the basket lining for
others who are unable to do that. Hats off to those!

 

[gitlvr]

I have done this. I found a wallet lying on the ground; about $300 and an ID in it.
The photo showed an elderly man. I thought, "What if he is on Social Security and this all the money he has?"
So I looked up the address and gave it back. Was worth way more than $300 to see the look on his face; and I was correct. It was every dime he had, and he had been scared to death trying to figure out what he was gonna do.
Good for you.

 

[57joonya]

That’s good to hear . Very nice

 

[UserNotAvailable]

yep

 

[Preacher]

See we need to hear more of this!!

 

[Tone Quest]

I believe there are many stories like yours. We just don't hear about them. Thanks for sharing.

 

[Flat6Driver]

He told me he had found the wallet on the floor of a store and thought it important to return it in person. He had come eight miles across town. He was sincere, well spoken and well mannered.

Great story! I don't know where you live, but the 8 miles part stuck out to me. I live in the neverending suburbs. I might drive 8 miles for a cup of coffee or dinner. I have to drive 1 mile inside my community just to come to the first traffic light! Interesting perspective is all.

 

[telemnemonics]

Sadly I am losing faith in humanity.
Guy ahead of me at the gas mart counter said “I gave you a $100, right?”
I immediately assume he wants MORE change.
Turned out she gave him an extra $20 and he wanted to give it back.

 

[Flat6Driver]

Sadly I am losing faith in humanity.
Guy ahead of me at the gas mart counter said “I gave you a $100, right?”
I immediately assume he wants MORE change.
Turned out she gave him an extra $20 and he wanted to give it back.

??

 

[kookaburra]

There’s a saying about being the change you want to see. I do try, volunteering at animal shelters and the VA. I also support people that work on making our society better.

But I still have a bad attitude. They’re a lot of jerks out there, and always have been. Oh well…

 

[eclecticsynergy]

Good people outnumber bad people by far.
We just don't hear as much about them.

 

[Cyberi4n]

I think the vast majority of the world are kind and good. That we all think the world is going to hell in a handcart and that we’re all surprised by ‘random’ acts of kindness shows just how much we fall for the poison our “Lame”stream news networks push on us to foster division and feed a news cycle.

 

[teletail]

I might be naive, but I believe that good people still outnumber bad people out there.

thanks for sharing

In 65 years of living, I’ve found that the vast majority of people want to do the right thing, but that doesn’t make good news so we only hear the negative.

 

[MarkieMark]

I think the vast majority of the world are kind and good. That we all think the world is going to hell in a handcart and that we’re all surprised by ‘random’ acts of kindness shows just how much we fall for the poison our “Lame”stream news networks push on us to foster division and feed a news cycle.

In 65 years of living, I’ve found that the vast majority of people want to do the right thing, but that doesn’t make good news so we only hear the negative.

I agree. And it may vary by region/area to some degree.
I live in a pretty nice, semi-rural outer suburbs region. Small town feel. People are generally kind and generous. Neighbors "mind their own" but are there if you need them.
Yet everywhere there seems to be the undercurrent of "in it for me"
I understand. There are limits to kindness and generosity.

My two stories:
I found an item in a parking lot. Some form of personal logbook. Nothing of much value, just maybe of personal value to the individual who may have dropped it. I contacted via information inside and the individual was very pleased to come recover it.
He offered to buy me lunch, and I said that wasn't necessary, I was just glad to help. The next day enough food was delivered to treat the whole shop- a half dozen people benefitted from a moment's effort on my part.
I thought that was nice of him.

For the last four plus years, I have been inspecting and renovating used cars for re-sale. Some are trade-in, some are outright purchases, some are re-possessions, etc.
It's always amazing to see what people leave behind.
In one case there was a folder with a birth certificate, license, social security card. I tried to contact the previous owner but never got a response. It may have been part of the estate of a deceased person I suppose.
Many times there are clothing items. Lots of clothes. One recently had several boxes of brand new dress shoes, some nice high end clothing, and in the pocket behind the passenger seat was an envelope with about $250 cash.
The car was from a dealer trade-in and I chased down the number and called the previous owner.
I told him there was some things I thought he might want to have that were left behind in the car- and he asked "What kind of things?"
Before I could hardly explain he abruptly said "I don't want any of that stuff" and hung-up on me.
Hey... I tried!

I find a lot of stuff in used cars... (Example: $640 in accumulated loose change in one year!)

 

[brookdalebill]

Most people are honest, and helpful.
Obviously, some aren’t.
Glad it worked out.
I left my wallet at my favorite Mexican restaurant in San Antonio (Jacala) a few years ago.
It had a large amount of cash in it.
I was guitar shopping, and had about $1,500 with me.
I drove home to Austin before I realized I forgot/lost it, and I was low on gas.
I returned to SA, running on fumes.
My waiter turned it in.
The contents were intact.
I gave him my sincere thanks, and $100.
Jacala burned down, it was the oldest family owned Mexican restaurant in San Antonio.
It was a great place, and was run by good people.
I miss it.