{"id":23093,"date":"2008-03-17T10:00:01","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T10:00:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.msdn.microsoft.com\/oldnewthing\/2008\/03\/17\/i-try-not-to-rely-on-the-kindness-of-strangers-but-its-a-pleasant-surprise-when-strangers-come-through\/"},"modified":"2008-03-17T10:00:01","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T10:00:01","slug":"i-try-not-to-rely-on-the-kindness-of-strangers-but-its-a-pleasant-surprise-when-strangers-come-through","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/devblogs.microsoft.com\/oldnewthing\/20080317-01\/?p=23093","title":{"rendered":"I try not to rely on the kindness of strangers, but it&#039;s a pleasant surprise when strangers come through"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I took part in a casual bike ride last month in celebration of a friend&#8217;s daughter&#8217;s birthday. Our first stop was <a href=\"http:\/\/trophycupcakes.com\/\"> Trophy Cupcakes<\/a> in Wallingford. It was there that I discovered that my wallet was missing. I checked my pockets several times, but the wallet was gone. I was pretty sure I had brought it with me, but there was an outside chance that I had simply forgotten it from the get-go.\n The rest of the bike ride was pleasant enough. Well, I took a tumble on the Elliott Bay Bike Trail after coming down the overpass ramp: I was a bit too effective at keeping right and ended up catching the railroad tracks that parallel the trail. Fortunately, I had overprepared for the cold weather and wore four layers of pants, so I got off completely unscathed.\n Okay, so aside from wiping out that one time, the ride was quite pleasant, but the thought that I had lost my wallet nagged at me for the rest of the day. On the way home after the ride, I retraced my path, stopping to examine more closely the areas where I had stopped to remove a jacket or adjust some clothing. But sadly, no wallet.\n When I got home, I checked my e-mail hoping against hope that somebody had found the wallet and deduced how to contact me from whatever hadn&#8217;t already been stolen from it. And lo and behold, there was a message waiting for me from a person who works in the area we cycled through and who found my wallet barely a half hour after I had lost it. (And probably even before I realized that I had lost my wallet at all.)\n I jokingly thought to myself, &#8220;Well, when I go to pick up my wallet, how can I prove that it&#8217;s mine? I don&#8217;t have any identification with me; it&#8217;s all in the wallet!&#8221; But of course, my picture is on my identification, so it&#8217;s pretty obvious that I&#8217;m the right person.\n I offered the finder a reward, but he declined it, saying, &#8220;You&#8217;d do the same for me if the roles were reversed.&#8221; He was right, of course. And as far as I can tell, nothing was missing from my wallet. Even the fortune cookie fortune was still there, one that I&#8217;d been carrying around in my wallet for months for good luck.<\/p>\n<p> What was the fortune? <\/p>\n<div style=\"padding: 2ex\"> <span style=\"border: .75pt solid black;padding: 1ex;background: #ffffd0\"> Soon you will hear very good news. <\/span> <\/div>\n<p> Behold the power of the fortune cookie fortune. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I took part in a casual bike ride last month in celebration of a friend&#8217;s daughter&#8217;s birthday. Our first stop was Trophy Cupcakes in Wallingford. It was there that I discovered that my wallet was missing. I checked my pockets several times, but the wallet was gone. I was pretty sure I had brought it [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1069,"featured_media":111744,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[103],"class_list":["post-23093","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-oldnewthing","tag-non-computer"],"acf":[],"blog_post_summary":"<p>I took part in a casual bike ride last month in celebration of a friend&#8217;s daughter&#8217;s birthday. Our first stop was Trophy Cupcakes in Wallingford. It was there that I discovered that my wallet was missing. I checked my pockets several times, but the wallet was gone. 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