As we began closing for the night, I was still at a loss for how to handle the situation. A knock from the glass covered front drew our attention. There was a look of desperation that tagged him as the one. One of my co-workers, who was aware of my find, motioned me over. The man told us how he had lost a good sum of cash. My own mind wanted some additional confirmation so we let him in to "look" for the cash. His beeline to the exact seat was enough for me. So I produced the wad and he looked quite relieved. He peeled off a 20 and offered it to me. I declined
The discussion came up that the smart thing to do would be to pocket the money. The ethical spin being that it would teach the looser of the cash a valuable lesson.
This is perplexing on many levels.
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