This weekend, Brian was invited to his friend's birthday lunch in East Lansing. Tanis and I went, too, and since it was such a nice day, we geocached while Brian was with his friends.
Before we left Ohio, I went to the ATM so that I would have cash in case we needed it, for parking, lunch, shopping, etc. I put it in my pocket instead of my wallet, which I never do.
At some point early in our adventures, I must have pulled my phone out of my pocket, and my $40 came out with it. I didn't realize this until I was at the comic book store and I tried to pay for Tanis's purchases. $40 - lost. gone. forever.
I was quite depressed about this, as $40 is a decent amount of money. I consoled myself by thinking that at least if I had to lose it, it was probably found by someone who really needed it. We were in a college town, and I was once a (very!) poor college student. I know what it's like to not know how you're going to pay for tuition, or books, or even food for the week. So, I thought, at least my money will help someone pay for the essentials. I probably made someone really happy, relieved a lot of stress.
Later, when I told Brian this, he laughed and said, "You're in a college town. Someone is having a great time at the bar right now."
I think this is a great example of how we both think about things. I am an idealist. I like to think the best of people, and I think things work out for the best. Brian is a realist. He looks at the world logically, and sees that people have flaws, and don't always have the best intentions.
So what do you think? College kid was very grateful and spent the money on essentials, or, College kid was excited and partied it away?