Originally Posted by TrashyGirl

I am the finder of things. Last month a ladies purse in a shopping cart, took it into the supermarket and gave it to the manager, second time I found a purse in a shopping cart at same supermarket. Found wallet outside another supermarket, returned it to store. Found credit card on ground outside that supermarket, returned it to store. Found wallet random on sidewalk, no DL, but biz card, cc's, lots of cash. Called cell # on biz card, it was the son's wallet, kid in school. Dad met me to pick it up, gave me a restaurant GC. Found credit card and DL on copy machine at Staples, gave to Staples manager. Found wallet on front stoop of my old building (mailman had dropped it). Found lost dogs (2). Found diamond bracelet in dentist's office waiting room, gave it to receptionist. Found more cell phones than I can count. Lots of dropped car keys. Late nite found unconscious drunk chick on sidewalk who had fallen and hit her head, bleeding, called 911. That's not even the full list. Have found kush, pills. I find shit all the time, I'm sure I'll keep finding shit. It must be my karma.