As previous post indicated, there is a huge sale today so that means huge crowd. I had gathered my stuff and was standing on line for what seemed like at least a half hour before I had realized that I took my purse off to try something on and then had failed to put it back on. In a blind panic I shoved one of my items at Pat and flew down to where I remember it last, asking the other shoppers if they had seen a brown purse. I got a mixture of total disinterest and oh-man-you’re-screwed glances. And I knew I was screwed. In these situations I usually pass through the ‘freak-out’ stage quickly and move right into acceptance and dread. I went to the hub of registers to see if they could make some kind of announcement, and before anybody could care to stop the progress of cashing out hundreds of people, a woman spoke up and said that the ladies cashing out right now had been talking about a brown purse. These two middle-aged black women had found it and returned it to the desk and were now right in front of me. I hugged the one so hard, I couldn’t believe how lucky I was. Both were just happy to operate as honest citizens, I tried asking if there was anything I could do for them, but they refused in the most polite way, they just wanted to preach some honesty. I returned to my spot in line, muttering what an idiot I was but visibly relieved and a bit shaken up. I tried to get back to normal conversation just when the woman in front of my handed me a $10 and told me to bring it to the women and “tell them to get an ice cream”. She wasn’t trying to guilt me or anything, just wanted those women to be treated. In a mix of emotions I tried to offer it to them, but again was refused. In fact she wanted me to take that bill and treat someone who needs it and to not “block her blessing”. I gave it back to the woman in defeat, but then we ended up have a good conversation about similar scenarios. I tried to buy her stuff for her, but she shot me down. Sorry this went on forever, but I just wanted to tell a tale of good people, and how they exist in unlikely places. And how there are idiots like me who sometimes need those good people to look out for them.