Remember when I left my wallet in a cab after the Big Boi concert like a fool? Well. Guess what? A few weeks later a postcard from the MTA arrived at my mom's house in Georgia. It explained that "something" of mine had been turned into the MTA lost property unit. This is slightly awkward, but I still have a Georgia driver's license (almost nine years later) so my mom's address is actually the address on my driver's license. So, last week I went to investigate and find out what had been turned in. Was it my entire wallet with all the contents untouched? Or just a lone driver's license? Or something in-between? The MTA Lost Property Unit is on the lower mezzanine of the 34th Street and 8th Avenue subway station. It also really smells like pee. I gave the postcard to the attendant behind the bulletproof glass and waited patiently to see what he would come back with. After what seemed like forever and then some, he handed over my wallet with a smile. I couldn't help but belt out a little hooray, I was so excited to see my wallet again because it was such a great wallet. And you'll never believe it. Besides about twenty two bucks and a metro card, every single thing was still inside. Credit cards, gift cards (including a $200 to Madewell!!!), the whole nine.
What's interesting to me is that I left my wallet in the back of a cab yet it was found on a subway. Who knows what sort of journey the little guy went on. I'm still in a mild state of disbelief that he made it back to me relatively unscathed. One thing's for sure, there is some serious good karma floating around here. I'm not sure if it's my good karma or the wallet's but instead of trying to finding the answer I think I'll just go and spend my $200 at Madewell.