Faith in Humanity

Last night I took the kiddos to the movie with my friend Missy and her daughter. When we left, Kristin, for whatever reason, set her purse on the ground next to Missy's car while we were saying good-bye. Which was fine, except we didn't realize she had left it there until we had driven the 30 minutes home.

So back to the theater we went. I was grumbling the whole time. I couldn't believe she had done that and in such a questionable neighborhood. Not seedy, mind you, just questionable. (We were at the dollar bargain theater.) I was SURE we would not find her purse. Or if we did find the purse, the iPod would no longer be in it.

Once we got back to the parking lot and determined it was no longer there we went into the theater and asked the question: "Hi, my daughter left her purse in the parking lot about an hour ago. Did anyone by chance turn it in?" Rather than the "no" I was expecting we got "Is it blue?". "Yes," Kristin said relieved. So they gave it back to her and said "You might want to check the contents because some guy brought it in." It wasn't so much the words as the look on the girl's face that led me to believe that he, like the neighborhood, was also questionable. But, lucky for Kristin, this was an honest, upstanding questionable guy and all of the contents of her purse were intact.

Now I feel I owe the man an apology. And, of course, a thank you!