Ok, maybe not one day as it's 1 AM right now, but they're close.
So people are always talking about being careful about pickpockets on the metro and how we all have to constantly be aware where out belongings are at all times. I pay relative heed to this but I don't let it rule my world. I try not to do stupid things and, for the most part, bad things don't seem to happen to me.
That being said, I left my wallet on the green line tonight. I seldom carry more than $10 US at any one point but today I had run out of the cash I keep back at my host parent's place and decided to load up... so there was over $200 in there today... plus my credit cards... plus my US and Chilean IDs... plus everything else I could possibly need.
My friend Cristian and I got off at a stop and when we realized what had happened we booked it to the security guard who got promptly on the walkie-talkie only to turn up nothing. I like to think I was keeping it cool and not getting worked up, but any of you who know me will not be surprised that I was coming to a slow boil of tsunamic proportions.
The two of us were sitting down by the rail, I was just starting to really realize all the things I wouldn't be able to do without either ID or the ATM card, and we were talking about whether we should go see the movie we were planning on... That's when she said "Hola."
The girl and her boyfriend who were sitting across from us on the metro had picked up my wallet and rode it back to find us and return it... money untouched and cards intact.
For some reason things like this happen to me a lot: I do something stupid and some surprisingly kind person in a cesspool of pickpockets decides to help me. God is good :)
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That said, this is not an invite (you know who you are) to tell me how terrible this could have turned out... I know it was dumb, and I'm usually careful... it was simply universal irony that I was un-careful on the day I had my life in my back pocket...
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wow man, that's insane! one time i lost my wallet at a playground and didn't realize till the next day when dover police called my cellphone and asked me if i was missing anything... kinda strange.
ReplyDeleteglad to hear that turned out as it did :)
later
Possible Morals of the Story:
ReplyDelete-You lose what's most important when you least expect it.
-Life falls out of your pocket when you aren't looking.
-Life sucks for a bit before it unsucks.
-Don't use the metro.
I like the life sucks a bit before it unsucks, but I can't imagine its so bad as all the rest...
ReplyDeleteNone of it sucks and you earn all of it or at least reap the benefits of all of it. Good story, makes me want to dance in the kitchen but it's not the same without you.
ReplyDeleteYou know who I am.