iPhone, my savior.

Last night, I lost my wallet. This is an event that has happened to me more than I'd like to admit. I was at the grocery store, attempting to pay for $7 worth of soup when I realized my small credit-card sized wallet wasn't in pocket. Shit. I searched my car frantically. Nothing. I drove, in the snowy night, back to the store I had just been to and checked the dressing room. Not there. I retraced the block and a half from my car to the store, scowering the snowy sidewalk, even getting down on my belly to check under the car that was in the spot I had previously parked in. No luck.Tears. Screams and thrusting fists into the air.  Why god Why? Damnit! I drove home cursing my own carelessness. Why? Why? Do I have bad Karma?  I got home and sat down to call my bank and credit cards to report my asinine behavior. No sooner than I got off the phone with my bank and American Express, then my doorbell rang. Hmm... Who could that be? It's 9 p.m. and I don't really know anyone in my neighborhood. Standing outside my front door, in the cold, snowy night were two men. It went down like this:

ME: Can I help you?

GUY 1: We found your wallet.

ME: (inaudible) WHAT?!?!?! Where?

GUY 2: In our parking space. We tried to find your phone number, but you're unlisted or something.

ME: So How did you find me?

GUY 1: Well, we were having dinner downtown, and your drivers license was in your wallet. So, I looked up your address on my iPhone on Google maps, and here we are.

GUY 2: We're just two guys from Illinois. We don't even know our way around, but we found ya.

ME: Wow! Thank you so much. I just cancelled all my cards, but thank you.

GUY 1: Yeah, we figured you might have been freaking out.

ME: Well, thanks again.

uncomfortable silence. Guys still standing at the front door. Looking at me. What do they want?

ME: Ok, well happy holidays.

And Scene.

Really. If someone had put a black backdrop behind these two guys, it could have been an iPhone commercial.I really do wish I could have given them a twenty or something. But, I had no cash, and just disabled my debit cards, so, sorry guys. They were my dad's age. Did they really need the dough? What about just a good, old fashioned thank you? What about the incredible karma they will have for the next few days? I hope they're ok with that.

There's a lesson to be learned by my asinine behavior. BUY AN IPHONE! I intend to. Lucky for me, my employers just gave me a gift certificate for one - but that's another story.