It’s the small things

[photocommons file=”Lost_and_found,_Český_Krumlov.JPG” width=”180″]Today, on the walk down JFK from 30th Street Station for my weekly appearance at the office, I discovered I didn’t have my badge. I had it on the train, but when I was about a block from where I needed it, I saw it was gone.

I debated just going on and getting a new one, but then I figured that people who saw a badge laying on the ground would leave it, thinking that the owner would come looking for it.

This is just a small example of my naive faith in the goodness of people. This time it paid huge dividends.

As I walked back to the train station, scanning the ground for my badge, a man walked up to me and asked “Is this you?” as he handed me my badge.

No, it isn’t that big of a deal, but it shows that my faith in people isn’t entirely misplaced.

2 thoughts on “It’s the small things”

  1. I literally laughed out loud when I read this comment.
    Mark – you should post a picture of yourself on your blog so everyone can know how true this is!

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