So I'm at a convenience store, walking out with my drink. This guy is at the counter, paying for his stuff. It's weird, because this all seems to be happening in slo-mo. I glance over to see him pulling his hand out of his front pocket to reach for his wallet in his back pocket. As he does this a wad of cash falls to the floor. As I'm walking past, I say "Excuse me...you've dropped your money on the floor" and I keep walking towards the door, I've had 3 headaches in 3 days & was hurrying home. As he bends over to pick up the money, I hear him say oh, my!
So I'm out in the car now. He walks up to the car & motions to me like he's rolling down a car window
(old skool style...BPW...Before Power Windows!). After I do, he says "I forgot the money was in that pocket! It was $ 93.00 & I wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't mentioned it. I didn't realized I dropped it, it was all the money I had!" He is emotional, says he wants to buy me a pop, or heck a bottle of wine...he is so grateful!
I'm like, "it's ok, no prob, glad to help, you don't have to do anything, just glad I was in the right place at the right time for you!" I could tell he was just stunned at the thought that he might have lost all that money. I could see he was some kind of laborer (construction, mechanic or something), probably around 50 yrs old or more. He'd worked hard for that money.
It's intriguing, being the right person in the right place at the right time like that. I seem to have a knack for it. I was telling a friend about it today & she said she probably wouldn't have noticed him at all. On a different day, I might not have either. If the timing would have been slightly different, I would have already walked passed him & not even noticed when he dropped it. He might have walked out of the store & left it there & someone else would have found it and bought lottery tickets. Fate is an amazing thing.