Remember my ID holder that I dropped in the bank parking lot? Well, one of my coworkers came up to me today and asked me if I’d gotten my driver’s license back, yet. Huh? He was the one who found it in the bank parking lot. He said that, just as he was handing it to the teller, he recognized the picture. It was too late to just keep it and give it to me, himself, or he would have. Of course, then, I wouldn’t have gotten a call from the bank, and if I’d’ve noticed it was missing, I would have spent the rest of the weekend in a snit. So it’s probably best that he did turn it in, instead of waiting and giving it back to me at work today.
How weird is that?!
