cbarnard7
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Best/Worst story I've had in a while-
So on Tuesday, the last day of our short vacation in Florida, my wife and I went to the beach in Pompano. We stopped by for a couple hours before our flight to relax before heading back to Denver. The ocean was flat and clear and the beach was filled with Canadian tourists.
After relaxing in the sun for a bit, I decided to get in the water (even though it was cold, I wasn't about to pass up on it!). There was only 2 other people and I was closest to the pier. I swam out about 30 feet (in about 4 feet deep) and did my routine of looking down and checking for stingrays and fish.
Shortly after, I saw a dollar bill lying in the sand. It was clear enough to see it was a bill, but too deep to make out what denomination. I went in head-first and swam to pick it up. When I surfaced, I realized it was a $100 bill! I was stoked. I put it in my pocket and was giddy.
Not more than a minute later, I looked down and realized the sand was LITTERED with bills (seriously)! I used my old free-diving skills and went crazy. I grabbed every possible bill and every time I surfaced, I saw they were all hundreds (with the exception of a couple $50's)! In my head, I was thinking:
A: They must be fake
Or
B: Maybe there was some at-sea drug deal that went wrong (I didn't care where they came from, but they were staying in my pocket)
After a couple minutes, I had two pockets filled with soaking-wet hundred dollar bills (think of wadding up 5 paper towels in each pocket). I looked around and realized I had gotten them all and tried to act cool. I waited a couple minutes just laughing to myself, already spending the money in my head.
After swimming around, I saw a black object at the bottom of the sand. I went down, picked it up and realized it was a wallet (come on, man!). Already, my conscience had kicked in and I realized what I needed to do. I looked inside and saw it was a Canadian ID. To make matters worse, I put a face to the ID, swimming about 30 feet away. I waited until he got ashore and I watched him absolutely panic when realizing he lost his wallet (and about $3000 in cash). I walked up, held up his soaking wet wallet and saw him breathe the biggest sigh of relief. To make it exciting (since I wanted to get something out of it) I said, "Wait!" and pulled out a giant wad of $100's out of my pocket. His face (and friend's faces) dropped and he teared up a bit. Again, I said, "Hold on!" and pulled out another giant wad of hundreds.
He was absolutely stunned (as were all the Canadians around us) and gave me a giant hug. His friends gave a little clap as well! He held up the cantaloupe-sized wad of wet cash and just stared at it, thanking me repeatedly (in very broken English).
He offered me a reward, but I said, "nah, it's cool" and went back down. He later said, "take something, please!" and handed me $20. I took it and gave him another hug and that was that. I was super happy to have been able to not only find his wallet, but his money as well. The free lunch didn't hurt, either! Although, it would've been really nice to have another $3000 this time of the year!
Next time you're at the beach, look around!
So on Tuesday, the last day of our short vacation in Florida, my wife and I went to the beach in Pompano. We stopped by for a couple hours before our flight to relax before heading back to Denver. The ocean was flat and clear and the beach was filled with Canadian tourists.
After relaxing in the sun for a bit, I decided to get in the water (even though it was cold, I wasn't about to pass up on it!). There was only 2 other people and I was closest to the pier. I swam out about 30 feet (in about 4 feet deep) and did my routine of looking down and checking for stingrays and fish.
Shortly after, I saw a dollar bill lying in the sand. It was clear enough to see it was a bill, but too deep to make out what denomination. I went in head-first and swam to pick it up. When I surfaced, I realized it was a $100 bill! I was stoked. I put it in my pocket and was giddy.
Not more than a minute later, I looked down and realized the sand was LITTERED with bills (seriously)! I used my old free-diving skills and went crazy. I grabbed every possible bill and every time I surfaced, I saw they were all hundreds (with the exception of a couple $50's)! In my head, I was thinking:
A: They must be fake
Or
B: Maybe there was some at-sea drug deal that went wrong (I didn't care where they came from, but they were staying in my pocket)
After a couple minutes, I had two pockets filled with soaking-wet hundred dollar bills (think of wadding up 5 paper towels in each pocket). I looked around and realized I had gotten them all and tried to act cool. I waited a couple minutes just laughing to myself, already spending the money in my head.
After swimming around, I saw a black object at the bottom of the sand. I went down, picked it up and realized it was a wallet (come on, man!). Already, my conscience had kicked in and I realized what I needed to do. I looked inside and saw it was a Canadian ID. To make matters worse, I put a face to the ID, swimming about 30 feet away. I waited until he got ashore and I watched him absolutely panic when realizing he lost his wallet (and about $3000 in cash). I walked up, held up his soaking wet wallet and saw him breathe the biggest sigh of relief. To make it exciting (since I wanted to get something out of it) I said, "Wait!" and pulled out a giant wad of $100's out of my pocket. His face (and friend's faces) dropped and he teared up a bit. Again, I said, "Hold on!" and pulled out another giant wad of hundreds.
He was absolutely stunned (as were all the Canadians around us) and gave me a giant hug. His friends gave a little clap as well! He held up the cantaloupe-sized wad of wet cash and just stared at it, thanking me repeatedly (in very broken English).
He offered me a reward, but I said, "nah, it's cool" and went back down. He later said, "take something, please!" and handed me $20. I took it and gave him another hug and that was that. I was super happy to have been able to not only find his wallet, but his money as well. The free lunch didn't hurt, either! Although, it would've been really nice to have another $3000 this time of the year!
Next time you're at the beach, look around!
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