This morning as I pulled up to the
library for yoga, I noticed something on the ground by a car across the way. I
stopped to see what it was only to learn that it was the wallet of someone that
has used the library from time to time. Because I was in a bit of a hurry I just
brought it in and showed it to my boss. We discussed whether to deal with it
now or at the time the library opens. We decided to put it off partly because
there was little time now and we did not know how early this person gets up or
when the wallet landed in that vulnerable spot.
After yoga, I thought I would call the
patron only to not be able to find the wallet. On inquiry I learned that the
owner had desperately knocked on the library door in search of the missing
item. At that point she had searched fruitlessly in several places and hysteria
was taking control.
I was glad I found it but not so happy
about the discomfort that she experienced because it was “safe”, but she did
not know that. My phone battery was at about 2% so I id not feel I could send
a text, but maybe I should have tried. I could have dashed back out to her car
and attached a note to her windshield, letting her know where the missing item
was.
It seems there is always more than one
course of action to take. Sometimes I have a hard time knowing what the best thing
is.
The rest of my day was good even
though I felt the pressure of books piled up on my desk waiting to be added to
the collection.
Paula
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