On Saturday Lou and I ran around doing lots of errands. It was fun. One of the things we did was look at weightlifting equipment for home, since we are not going to the YMCA any more.
Anyway, I was pretty tired mid afternoon, so we went home and I was crashed in my Lazyboy when the phone rang. The caller ID said STARBUCKS, so I picked it up.
It was the manager of a Starbucks, calling to let me know that she had found my pocketbook in the store a little while ago.
"You're probably frantic," she said, "wondering where it was and how you were going to get it back!"
"Actually, I had no idea that it was missing!" I replied.
Really, I had no clue yet that it was missing. I thought that it was in the back seat of the car. I might not have noticed for another few hours, if she had not called.
Oh how I wish I could blame this on chemo brain! But I think it is just me.
Anyway, I rushed back to Starbucks and retrieved my pocketbook. Everything was still in it, thank God. The whole identity theft is such a mightmare.
1 comment:
I got lucky that way too when my wallet was gone for 6 MONTHS (wish it could talk about how it showed up in a store that I don't shop at and with everything ok - and no ID theft later!)....hope that nice lady got a good "reward" for her kindness...sometime the world is really a nice place and some wonderful folks show up doing such nice things for us! What a joy!
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