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" Im just keeping you honest, panzon."

Yes I spelled situation funny for you punk skeptics out there..I may act "special" sometimes but I am in fact 100% mentally unchallenged.. (tuna or chicken?just kidding..honors baby- college prep my ass). Anyway back to the story, as most of you know I moved to Scituate(reason for the title)its a good town and basically I just have to watch out for drunks that hang out by the harbor when I drive home late at night.

Well the other day I go for a run (or attempt to run) and as I am "running"(hard to imagine I know) I notice some money in the middle of a driveway. ( Ok I know what your thinking. How the hell did she see the money in someones driveway..well peoples driveways are short in Scituate and they are very open.. and no I donot run up and down peoples driveways for excercise.)So I pick up the money and realize its a crapload of cash..now heres were morality steps in.. I knock on the door to ask if anyone had lost a large sum of money ( 140 to be exact!) ..but no one answers the door, I walk around the house, I yell, (I admire their shiplike jungle gym), no answer. My first instinct is to leave it in the mailbox..but then I think ' it's not safe in there..and what if its not theirs, then I just gave away 140..I'll take it home and go back tomorrow morning' so I jog away...with $140 in my hand.

Tomorrow morning rolls around and I drive over to knock on the door again... finally someone answers. And who answers the door but this very large perky blonde.. yuppie woman. I tell her I found a large amount of money on her driveway and was wondering if anyone had lost any (I DIDNOT tell much I found, I knew better). So we go in her house and she asks all her family members if they lost any money... no one fesses up... basically she tells me to keep it and is grateful that I was honest but she'll call if someone claims they lost some money.

Naturally I am super excited and go on my merry way dwelling on my free fortune. It then dawns on me that it is the same woman I ended up having a conversation about neuroscience vets with a week or two before..another long story...basically I ran into her while attempting to run and I had stopped because her dogs were being attacked by another dog..somehow neuroscience for dogs as an occupation came up..dont know how but it was the same woman. (how do I end up in these situations, small world huh).

Well the situation ends bittersweet. When I return home I recieve a phone call from neuroscience dog money woman and she tells me she realized she had actually lost about 140 dollars that she was supposed to give to her husband. Now normally I would assume she would have just said that because she wanted the money but I did not tell her how much I found.. and well 140 dollars is a bit random so I believed her and drove back . When I get there she agreed to split it with me which was fine. So in the end, though I didnt get 140 dollars, I did end up with 70 dollars..for jogging or sort of jogging..I got guilt free money and that is good enough for me...actually fantastic.

Now the whole story seems like a movie plot or some wild excuse for drug money ...and if I was in Harry Potter maybe my deed would have gotten me into Gryffindor House, but its real life strangely enough and its just making my life more interesting.

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