In Pursuit of a Turkey Sandwich


TurkeySubSandwich-300x194Did you ever have one of those heart-in-your-throat, life-flashes-before-your-eyes kind-of moments?  Well, I did to a small degree today.  I decided to go for a walk at lunchtime, and on the route I had planned, I pass a small sub sandwich shop.  Since I had no packed lunch with me today, I thought a turkey sandwich sounded yummy.

I put my cell phone and my credit/debit card in my pants pocket and started out. On the way out of my building’s elevator, my cell phone vibrated.  There was a text message from Hubby so I took the phone out to type a quick reply. I was busy concentrating on my phone as I pushed open the lobby door to step outside.  I heard a man behind me say, “Ma’am?  Ma’am!”  I turned around to see a young (30-ish) man behind me, bending down and picking up my credit card from the floor.

That could have been a nightmare.  If he had not been there, my card would have been left lying there until someone else came along. I wouldn’t even have known I did not have it until I went to pay for my sandwich (a 15 minute walk away from work).  Then I would have panicked, not knowing where it was.  If the man had been less honest and had pocketed my card, I would then have had to deal with theft and fraud and charges that were not mine, not to mention the bounced checks or charges I (or Hubby) might have incurred.  I would have had to report my card as lost or stolen, and then I would have had to wait several days for a new one (always a pain), and then you wait several days more for a new PIN number so you can actually use the card at an ATM machine. I would have had feelings of anger, anxiety, embarrassment and annoyance in spades.

Thank God for honest people.  I thanked the man profusely and told him that that could have been a disaster.  He agreed that it would have been a very bad day indeed.  I then went on my way for a nice walk and bought myself that smoked turkey breast sandwich.

Too bad when I returned to the office to eat the sandwich, I ended up dripping mayonnaise down the front of my blouse!  Then I used one of those Tide-to-Go pens on the blouse and ended up with whitish discolorations on my burgundy blouse.  Do you think someone was trying to tell me that maybe today was not a good day to get a turkey sandwich?

7 thoughts on “In Pursuit of a Turkey Sandwich

    1. That’s true. I’ve had to replace lost cards before. My husband’s got stolen once, and we didn’t know until the bank called us to tell us we were $3,000 overdrawn. None of those charges were ours.

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