My coffee-loving Daughter has been at home with us for a few weeks prior to going O/S and we have been enjoying a coffee together at every opportunity.
Last week we stopped for a good Piccolo Latte in a busy coffee shop in a large shopping centre.
I must have been distracted by the (for me) unusual experience of having coffee with a lovely young thing in a coffee shop, because when we left I failed to take my wallet and keys with me. (For security - I had placed them betweem my legs on the front of the bench seat and they simply fell on to the carpeted floor when I stood up)
About half an hour later when reached for my wallet to pay for an outfit I had just bought for my Daughter, I realised what had happened.
I rushed back to the coffee shop (sick in the stomach) straight to the alcove we had occupied, to be told immediately by the new occupants "Your stuff is at the Counter".
There was my business card in the wallet (along with several hundred dollars and all my plastic) and they just verified my details and handed over the wallet and keys without any drama. Unbelievably lucky!
First time in my life I have ever done anything like that (creeping senility). About an hour later I thought about the people who had handed it in and wished I had been able to pick up their tab and thank them properly.
Anyone else had a similar experience?
Last week we stopped for a good Piccolo Latte in a busy coffee shop in a large shopping centre.
I must have been distracted by the (for me) unusual experience of having coffee with a lovely young thing in a coffee shop, because when we left I failed to take my wallet and keys with me. (For security - I had placed them betweem my legs on the front of the bench seat and they simply fell on to the carpeted floor when I stood up)
About half an hour later when reached for my wallet to pay for an outfit I had just bought for my Daughter, I realised what had happened.
I rushed back to the coffee shop (sick in the stomach) straight to the alcove we had occupied, to be told immediately by the new occupants "Your stuff is at the Counter".
There was my business card in the wallet (along with several hundred dollars and all my plastic) and they just verified my details and handed over the wallet and keys without any drama. Unbelievably lucky!
First time in my life I have ever done anything like that (creeping senility). About an hour later I thought about the people who had handed it in and wished I had been able to pick up their tab and thank them properly.
Anyone else had a similar experience?

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