Evo said:
So, was I stupid or honest to advise them they sent too many machines or just stupidly honest?
I do stuff like this all of the time, I found a wad of cash at a Walmart in the change dispenser when they had those automated checkouts, and turned it into customer service. The woman looked at me like I was nuts. She asked me who it belonged to. I said I didn't know. She asked me what to do with it, she didn't seem to want to be bothered with writing it up. I told her if no one claimed it, then maybe she could keep it, that lit her eyes up. I guess I know where that money went as soon as I walked out. Oh well, at least I didn't keep it.
There was a feature article in the paper here quite a few years back that told the story of two people who had found large sums of cash and did the right thing, bringing it to the police. In both cases the person who lost it came forward and claimed it. THEN, though, both of the honest people went on to acquire an even greater windfall, one won the lottery and the other got a big inheritance they weren't expecting. They both felt that their honesty had been rewarded by a just universe where tabs are kept, sort of thing.
However, this guy I know at a cafe told me two opposite stories where people who had found things lost by rich people and returned them were both generously,
generously, I say, dripping with sarcasm, offered a $5.00 reward for their trouble. One guy returned an expensive set of golf clubs, the other a wallet with several hundred dollars in cash in it.
The reason he mentioned these incidents was in response to my having found a wallet in the parking lot there. It had about $300 in cash in it, credit cards, etc. and a driver's license. I was about 100% sure the woman would be back very soon looking for it, so I set it on my table and waited. She arrived in about ten minutes and I walked over and gave it to her. She eyeballed me with severe suspicion, checked the contents, then muttered, "thanks," and walked agitatedly away.
I sort of understood. When you lose something as important as a wallet you are filled with dread, paranoia, suspicion. She couldn't quite shed that all of a sudden just because the wallet was rescued, and she probably wondered if I hadn't picked her pocket for some devious reason.
Anyway, sometimes honesty is rewarded and sometimes you get kicked for it. I don't know what to tell you.