Ticket to Ride
About a year and a half back, I was about to get on a bus. The guy in front of me wasn’t moving onto the bus, and I quickly realized he was frantically searching for his wallet.
After 20 seconds (which felt like 10 mintues) had passed, I finally piped up and offered him two bus tickets.
He clearly had a problem accepting charity, but he did take the tickets and thanked me profusely. He promised me that I’d see tickets again.
6 months after that, I was about to get off a bus on the totally opposite side of the city, when I felt someone tap me on the shoulder.
I turned around, and the person who tapped me asked if I remembered him. I thought about it for a second, hoping he wasn’t some friend of my dad’s that I had met and forgotten about.
Once he saw that I clearly did not remember him, he told me that I had given him bus tickets a while back, and he was repaying me. He gave me two bus tickets, and promptly got off the bus.
Those two tickets are still in a hidden pocket of my wallet. I’m saving them for the next time I see someone who has forgotten their wallet, and needs them.