Saturday, November 8, 2008

Hero of Newark International Airport Honored!

Okay, not really. But it turns out that soon after I wrote the last post, I shutdown my laptop, packed it away and went meandering through the terminal. Not maybe fifteen minutes had gone by when out of the corner of my eye I saw a man sitting in a bench drop his wallet. It sort of cartwheeled under his seat.

What a strange coincidence! He didn't even seem to notice either... I was right there behind him so I just reached over and tapped him gently on his shoulder. He turned slightly and glared at me, I pointed downward under his chair. He leaned over, saw the wallet, picked it up, and placed it in his pocket. He totally ignored my existence!

Now, to be fair, I did have the earbud speakers from my new Ipod in my ears, but in that circumstance it would seem fair to give a nod, shake a hand, or somehow recognize that a perfect stranger didn't kick the wallet to the side, bend down in a fake shoe-tying session, and then retrieve the wallet for their own.

It got me thinking as I walked away, continuing my meanderings. The way the wallet dropped seemed almost intentional. There's no way I could be certain though. And let's admit, this is an international airport in New Jersey, practically a subburb of New York. I really don't think it's all that far fetched that this second guy could have been a pickpocket. People are heading to many various locations from this one terminal. They either just spent hours on a plane and are making their way out of the terminal, or they just went through security and took everything out of their pockets to avoid setting off the metal detector.

I suppose a thief dumping a wallet after draining the cash would be a bit irritated if someone saw him do it. Especially if that person was a young looking punk like myself. I mean, I'm twenty-eight, not exactly a spring chicken, yet I constantly get mistaken for being a high school student.

So, I guess the moral of the story is, watch your wallet in the 40-47 section of Terminal B at the Newark International Airport. Even if the guy really did just absentmindedly drop his wallet and had some other excuse for being an ass, better safe than sorry.

2 comments:

Laura said...

Nice to see you posting again. :)

More than likely he was just a jerk. Maybe he thought if he said thanks or showed any sign of appreciation you would expect something back from him, like a smile or a reward or a sign that you're not alone on the planet.

I might have waited to see if he left and forgot the wallet there. Then I would have dared myself to pick it up and pocket any cash. It's funny that my family think of me as the nice one and they are all not so nice and yet none of them would do that, but I would.

Brady Frost said...

I make enough that I don't really need to take money to be able to eat or buy any of the trivial items that I may need or want for. In that, I suppose I'm rather blessed.

That said, I do know what it's like to be on the losing end of that equation and it sucks. It sucks bad. Thankfully, I've never lost my wallet as I myself would be lost without it, but I have dropped money before and my wife has left her wallet in stores. It's always nice when the store calls you up and you find out that the person who returned the item was kind enough to not take liberties with the money you had.

To each their own, I suppose.