"Oh! Wonderful. I'm so glad. I just wanted to let you know that I found your Discover card. I was walking and I found it next to the curb by Peralta and Fremont. I was wondering if you wanted to drop by to pick it up. I didn't buy anything with it. I promise. *laugh*"
I think time stopped briefly. Then, I checked my purse. Sure enough. It wasn't there and I knew what had happened. I left the card on my car as I got gas because I had no pockets and I had to hold the pump. I was at Thorton and Fremont. Peralta is the next street up.
I gushed my gratitude and promised to pick my card up today. The message was left at 12:30. I wonder if anyone else had picked it up between 7:15am and the time she found it. I will have to call Discover and make sure that no purchases, other than gas, happened on it today.
As I told Jennie... She averted a major disaster and put a nice shine on a pretty crappy day with her compassion and care. Wow. I don't even want to think about what would have happened when I finally discovered that my credit card was gone.