This morning, while I was miserably trying to run my little two mile day-kicker-offer - which was a big suck today, and I can't tell you why, honestly, I just felt like crap, with legs made of lead, and you know what, that is FINE, I did it anyway - I encountered a moral dilemma.
Running down the road, I happened to glance down and notice a ten dollar bill in the street.
It was assuredly not mine. I could use it, though.
Thoughts of Starbucks went through my head.
It's only $10. Not $100.
What would you have done?
In retrospect, I kind of wish I had left it exactly where it was, on the street. I think it probably belonged to a school-age kid who was on their way to school. Probably some poor kid's lunch money for the week.
If I had left it in the street, maybe they would have seen it after school, retrieved their money.
Maybe I could have saved a kid from an ass-kicking. Maybe saved a single mom from stressing out over lunch money.
By the time I really registered what I had encountered, the bill was in my hand, and I was moving forward (though not quickly, I assure you.)
I put it in the next mailbox.
What would you have done?
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