Lost Wallet Story

As I alluded to on my Facebook page and my last blog, I lost my wallet and received most of my items back, but here is the detailed story...

So last Friday afternoon (March 11th), I left in a hurry to meet my favorite champion for a business lunch/discussion at the library. Anyways, I wasn't sure that I left with my wallet, but by the time I got on the bus I was 100% positive that I did not have it on there. So calling the IU bus department did absolutely no good (of course hindsight is 20/20). I was almost positive that my wallet was somewhere in my apartment when I was eating at the library that day (by the way, the Champion covered my meal, which is hence forth why he is called the Champion). I just felt as if I did not drop it anywhere, even though I was kind of running to the bus.

I had to leave later that night for Indianapolis and I had torn my 400 square foot apartment apart and my wallet was no where to be found. There are only so many places that you can leave things in my tiny ass apartment that I live in. Before I left that night, I left a note on my front door written in permanent sharpie with big black bold letters saying "If you are trying to return my wallet, call me at my number (which was listed), and I will give you a cash reward". Even though this scenario never happened, it kind of would have been a weird situation if this would have happened. How much would I give for this wallet? Below are the items in the wallet.

3-4 Pictures of my beautiful girlfriend and I
1 Picture of my deceased father when he was 13 in 1963
$0 Cash (whew)
3 Debit Cards (2 in family members names)
Student ID
YMCA Card
Drivers License
1 Receipt

Honestly, I have no idea what the hell I would have given the person. I did not want to be a cheap ass and give him $5 or be a nice guy and give him $100. Either way is a lose-lose situation in the way that I would pay for something and at the same time I would never be happy with the price.

Back to the story though…

On Sunday afternoon (48 hours after my wallet became suddenly missing and 2 hours before my wisdom teeth surgery), I received a call from the Bloomington police department saying that someone had returned my items. I asked him "what do you mean my items?" He replied "well there was no wallet returned." My initial thought was what the hell? Why would someone want my shitty ass wallet. Seriously, the thing was made in 1975 and was completely worthless and broken to hell. It was hidious, and huge, and really had no benefits. To me, I am completely and utterly baffled as to what the hell this said person was thinking.
Unfortunately, the person also did not return the picture of my father either. To be honest, that was the only thing in there that meant anything to me (as my family and I were not liable for any charges that we did not authorize). What is even weirder is that this picture was in the same compartment as the pictures of my girlfriend which were returned! Why in the hell did this person arbitrarily decide not to give back this picture? I don't believe the theory that the person didn't see it. Bullshit I say. I say this person found everything in my wallet and for some odd reason decided to keep that picture and my wallet, but returned everything else unharmed.

End of story, I got all my stuff back (for the exception of my Dad's picture and my wallet), and nobody charged anything to my debit cards.

This is so illogical, its logical.