Friday

I found a plastic wallet sleeve on Friday filled with credit cards.

Pausing for a moment, I contemplated funding my 7-11 run with this man's misfortune. I'm a little pissed that I even considered this. Sure, I was drunk, but that's no excuse.

As I said before, drinking takes away the barrier between what you want to do and what you should do. There are limits to this mentality though, and shooting my morality in the head is definitely one of them.

Noticed he was an Eagle Scout, a card carrying one as a matter of fact. I myself am an Eagle Scout. I wear a silver bracelet on my right arm every single day to remind myself of what I learned while I was in the troop.

It turns out that he was the only (name redacted) on Facebook. I tracked him down and wrote him a message, leaving my number.

He picked them up today. The guy was grinning from ear to ear. I made his day by not being an asshole. My father would be proud.

I'm proud.