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Lesson learned at lost and found
Richmond Hill Ramblings
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 I'm probably the biggest culprit of them all. It happened in a mall during the Christmas holidays in Savannah. Returning an item is something I do from time to time, but returning an item this time was an unusual event. I learned a lesson.
 I went into the mall to return a pair of expensive sunglasses. Making that return was the only thing on my mind. I stepped up to the service center and reached for the bag containing the sunglasses. The bag was not there. Somewhere between my car and the service center, the bag vanished. Back tracking all the way back to my car, walking up and down every isle in the store, revealed no sign of the bag. There was no reason to expect anyone to say anything about the bag. It would have been a literal waste of my time to ask.
 I was ready to simply leave the store and forget the matter. But then, just to leave it hanging would have violated my basic principals. I could not allow that. It would simply irritate my conscience. And so, becoming frustrated, I informed a store clerk about the matter. The nice little lady softly responded with all sincereness saying, "You may apply at the ‘Lost and Found' department."  Expecting to retrieve that bag, I thought, would be like expecting to find a golden door knob in shanty town.
 Even knowing that it would probably be a waste of my time, I decided, to just relax and give it a shot. I ended up going to the "Lost and Found" department and asking the clerk about the bag. I stood there, twiddling my thumbs, and looking up at the ceiling and down at the floor. Being certain of what was going to evolve, I turned around, looked out across the store and looked back again—the smirk on my face quickly vanished.
 Lo and Behold, in the next moment, right before my eyes, the young man smiled and handed me the bag containing my sunglasses.  I should condemn myself for not having confidence in my fellow man.
Bond has a residence in Richmond Hill.
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