Hello. Every Friday for the past few weeks I've been working on my novel, The Wallet. I had every intention on continuing that tradition today but sometimes fact is better that fiction. I got off the bus in Hoboken last night. Pouring rain, it was quite the downpour. The kind of rain where you take a few steps and you're drenched. I put up the old umbrella and started walking to the store.
Halfway there, I looked down and I'm not joking, I see a wallet. I have to be honest, because of the rain and because I had a long day at work, my first thought was to keep walking. Then I thought, come on, help a brother out. I picked up the wallet and walked to the store.
Halfway there, I looked down and I'm not joking, I see a wallet. I have to be honest, because of the rain and because I had a long day at work, my first thought was to keep walking. Then I thought, come on, help a brother out. I picked up the wallet and walked to the store.
photo is only a dramatization
I got home and started looking for a number. There was some out of state numbers but they didn't look current. He had everything in there, credit cards, money, memberships and a driver's license. I was just going to mail it to the address on the license but then I thought, what if he's on a business trip? I did a Yahoo! phone number search using the address and I got a number. The first name was different so I was thinking it was his parent's house. I didn't want to call his parent's house because I didn't want to freak them out. On the other hand, a guy needs his wallet.
I called and talked to his mother. The guy, Michael, has a cell phone and she gave me his number. She sounded like a really nice lady. Michael was glad I found it and we met halfway from my house and from where he was at.
I told him no problem and to check out my website because I sure as hell am going to write about this! Ha ha. He was a nice guy. I felt pretty good last night! How's that for a story!?
It's still raining this morning! I had French toast for breakfast, mmmmmmm. Comfort food. I'm walking behind this guy in the subway. He looks like your average businessman. He's wearing two shoulder bags. They're on top of each other and stick out a bit. Some other guy was running past us and ran into his bags and kept on running. The businessman, looked at his bags, turned around and said, "Asshole!" I thought it was funny because the guy was long gone, he was in a real hurry. I'm going to break this down for you. The guy who ran into the bags was wrong and at the very least should have said excuse me. However, the businessman was carrying a big load and wasn't paying attention. My point is this and feel free to quote me -- Two wrongs don't make a right. That doesn't make any sense, right? Oh well, at least I got to say Asshole. Ha ha. I'm going to add more to my novel this weekend. Just think, next Friday it will be twice as long. That's it for Friday! Have a great weekend. God Bless America.
