The Vault Dweller on "Returning Lost Money"

Back when I was working in a movie theater, I found a kid's wallet. Inside was $50 cash, and a Wal-Mart gift card, which turned out to have $75 on it.

Yes, that day turned out to not be such a happy birthday for some random kid.
 
Kahgan said:
excatly, as Simple Minded so firmly expressed it, it all evens out, one day you'll loose some money and you'll never get it back, but someone else will find it...
unless it's a shitload of money(like thousands) then the right thing would be to give it to the cops...
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thousands......to the COPS??!!??


to the...-does not compute, does not compute....

system restarting....
 
Maybe someone should start some kind of "lost money home" where folks like you can send the money to clear their conscience.

I now officially open the "lost money home" and will start opening letters on thursday.

Also accepted:
- Additional attachments
- Checks
- Gold

Legal: I take no responsibility what so ever for the process of returning the money to their rightful owner and cannot guaranty the "lost money's" safety while in my/the "home".
 
Alec said:
Hehe. I found a wallet about a year ago. In the cinema, actually. There was roughly 70 Euros inside and all the other stuff you usually find in a wallet, like an ID, some crappy pictures, a banking card and so on.
The ID told me the wallet belonged to a 34-year-old woman.
I thought about what I should do with the wallet for about thirty seconds, but I could only come up with two things: I could return the wallet to the women and ask her to suck my dick and lick my balls for being such a good and thrustworthy citizen, or I could keep the money and get rid of the wallet somehow.
After watching the movie - a French flick which sucked and bored me to death, I think it was called "Le couperet" but I'm not sure - I finally decided to keep the money, get drunk and go to a whore to not only get my dick sucked but to get a full body treatment.
So I went to the pub I usually frequent, drank 4 Westmalle Tripels, went completely berserk and eventually left to scout the neighbourhood that has most the whorehouses in Ghent ('t Zuid). After about ten minutes I picked the cutest Asian whore I ever saw.
She wasn't as good at sucking my dick as I had hoped, but fucking her was really nice. Not awesome, but memorable. I remember I even sucked her toes whilst pounding her tight purse. Heh. I've got this thing with women's feet. I think it has to do with my Catholic upbringing.
Anyway, all in all, I spent 62 Euros on booze and sex that night.
The remaining 8 Euros went into cigarettes and chewing gum.
I dropped the wallet with the ID, the banking card and all the other crap into a trash can next to a bus stop, but I did keep one of the lousy pictures, though.
It shows the same woman that was in the photograph on the ID holding hands with another woman, maybe her friend, her sister or her lover.
I've taped it to the wall of my writing room.
Sometimes, when I'm really drunk and really horny, I take it off the wall and look at it whilst jerking off.
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...your going to work for the Ministry of Justice?

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The Vault Dweller
 
Still say you should have donated it to some charitable cause...or at least donated most of it, and kept only a small part. Oh well.
 
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