I’ve discovered maybe a quarter or two from the couch or the seat of my car but never a dollar on the grass or a wallet on the street nor nuthin. I guess you could say I ain’t never found nuthin.
Looks like as much money as there is in the world that some of it would wind up in front of me at some time but so far…nuthin.:mad:
I find small change from 1 cent to 25 cents all the time.
My mom once found a twenty dollar bill stuck to a tumbleweed, of all places. And people wonder why she’s so lucky at the casinos.
My roommate consistently found change around campus in the first couple of weeks of being up there. I wish it was a trend that stayed.
I found a fiver laying in the street in Edinburgh one day. I scooped it up and kept walking. Nobody suspected a thing. 
One summer in college I cleared tables at a steak house a ways away from home. I took the bus to and from work.
At the bus stop I found a wallet with no cash in it. It had all the ID and such, though.
I got home about 11PM and looked the owner up and gave him a call. He drove out and came inside. We sat down at the kitchen table, had some juice and talked for a bit. Nice old guy (maybe 60s or early 70s, old enough to be a WWII vet)(this was 1986).
Anyway, he looks in his wallet, folds back a hidden compartment and says, “They didn’t get it all.” Turns out in this hidden flap in his wallet he had EIGHT HUNDRED DOLLARS!!!
He’d bought a car that afternoon, paid cash and that was what was left over. He’d eaten at my restaurant that evenign and apparently lost or had his wallet stolen there. The thieves got away with maybe 30-40 dollars in the main part of his wallet.
I just about had a heart attack. He gave me $100 as a reward and stopped by the restaurant the next weekend to tell my manager about what happened. My manager set me up with a nice steak dinner as a gift, too. I guess he liked the good pub.
I found $60 in the pocket of a coat of mine that I had not worn for several years. Sure, it was mine, but it was still a cool surprise!
I found $40 on the floor of a department store, by the greeting cards. So I hung around reading cards until a person came around who appeared to be worriedly retracing her steps, and asked if she’d lost something. She said “two twenties” so I gave it to her.
Well, Johnathon Chance beats me,
But I found a $20.00 bill on the floor of a resturant, where I was getting lunch, it was a couple days before payday, and I was broke, so that was lucky, I had enough to get me by.
Sometimes I wish I would find a wallet or purse, with money in it, like I would keep the money (the finders keepers thing, I would however never keep credit cards, though) but then I get an ethical thought, like I should not look inside and give the whole thing to the owner.
Ever feel like that?
I’m kind of a lost money magnet. If only I could learn to use my powers for the sake of Good…
I took my mask and fins to Waterworld one time, down in Houston, as a kid. I found about fifty bucks that day in the wave pool.
One month in a particularly rainy year I found enough money (over the course of the month) in Barton Creek to pay my rent ($250 or so).
My best personal score, when I wasn’t actively looking, was a hundred dollar bill in the Pedernales river. I’m amazed I saw it- visibility was less than one foot- if I hadn’t basically bumped into it, I never would’ve seen it.
I didn’t find it myself, but at the theatre I worked at as a kid, a paper bag was found containing something like $1500. I never really heard what happened to that money, though, though I know it was handed over to the police.
I found $60, three new twenties folded together, on the street in Helena, Arkansas during a blues festival. I went to the central info desk, and reported it. The attendant wanted me to leave it with her, but, well, um, no. I gave my phone #, and said to have anyone reporting lost cash call me with the amount, and I’d return it… She didn’t like that much, still wanted me to leave it there. No. I thought my MO was a fair solution.
Kept the money in an envelope for two weeks in case, but no calls, so I figgered it was mine. Paid the phone bill. Thank the Lawd for Andy Jackson lying triplicate before my downcast gaze…
I found 5 bucks one day at work (doing the before store opening sweep) which paid for my lunch that day… that’s the most I’ve ever found but my Dad once found $60 in the gutter all rolled up (don’t ask me how he spotted it…)
When I was seven years old, my best friend and I found a wallet. We turned it in to her parents who contacted the owner (who turned out to be an acquaintance of my friend’s parents). Somehow, she got a $10 reward and I got a $5 reward. Her parents insisted that we both got $10 and my parents insisted that we both got only $5. That always annoyed me.
Not long ago, I found a five dollar bill. Gave it to a homeless guy nearby.
Visiting Halifax with my girlfriend, we found $40 on the sidewalk very close to a bank machine. We were in a heavily student-populated area so we waited around for a bit to see if we could spot someone searching the ground for their lost dough. We gave up after awhile and donated it to the Humane Society.
My ex and I also found $30-ish bucks just outside a Blockbuster Video Store. We went in to Blockbuster to leave it at the front desk, but the little cashier guy looked a little too “helpful.” So instead, we left a note and took the money home. About a half-hour later a woman called for her money. She was utterly shocked that someone would actually make the effort to return it. She’d gone back to Blockbuster on a longshot, and was amazed.
My girlfriend needed some money and went to a bank machine. The machine said “Would you like to do another transaction: Yes? No?” She clicked on “No” and it spat out someone’s credit card (Zoiks! She could’ve cleaned out someone’s Visa account!). Being paranoid like me, she didn’t want to give it directly to a bank teller or security guard, just in case they didn’t have scruples. First she called the 1-800 number on the back to notify the credit card company that the account holder had lost his/her card and to cancel the card right away. Then she gave it to a bank teller along with her cell phone number. The owner of the credit card called her later in the evening (and at first sounded really nervous and a bit suspicious.) My girlfriend apologized for the inconvenience of having the card reported as stolen/missing, but explained that she was paranoid about giving it to anyone else, just in case. The owner sounded relieved and said that she’d had “one of those days.”
If it’s a small enough amount of money, I generally pass it along to someone who looks like they need it more than me. If it’s more substantial, I try to find the owner but if it’s ridiculously impossible I donate it to a worthy cause.
Kinda weird, but I’m hoping it’s given us good karma.
Many times. The most I ever found at one time was a $20 bill by h highay when I was cycling. No way to know hose it was, of coure, so I kept it and spent it on a quality Pickett Slide Rule with leather case and customized name plate.
Slide Rule. THat shows you how long ago that was.
When I was about eleven my family was wading at the beach and I found thirty dollars floating in the water with not another soul in sight. I took everyone out for dinner to Pizza Hut that night and felt like I was pretty much the coolest kid ever.
When I was in sixth grade, I’d lost my math homework. I’d just cleaned my room that night, so I dumped out the trash can and started sifting through the papers. There sat a pretty, crisp little one hundred dollar bill. I kept it. I’ll tell you, $100 in video games and air hockey at the local pizza place is a lot.
I’m always finding $2 coins.
In a similar story to Silver Fire’s I cleaned up my room and found $1300.
I didn’t actually find this, but this is close enough:
I was working as a sales associate for a software store and a couple of guys were in the store looking around. They made their purchases and started leaving. I saw that one of the guys had left a bank envelope on the counter, so I picked it up and saw that there was some money in it. Fortunately the guys were still within ear-shot and I was able to get their attention. The guy who left the envelope thanked me, then gave me a $10 out of it. When I started to object, he said told me that the envelope had $1200 in it. I very graciously took the $10.
Then there was the time I was waiting in line at the ATM. When I got up to it, before I even made my transaction, I saw that there was $20 that the previous person had accidentally left in the bin. I grabbed it and tried to find that person, but they were gone. Since there was no way to know who’s it was, I kept it.
When I was 7, I found $20 on the street in front of my apartment. I dont remember what I did with it.
About a month ago I was sweeping the lot at work and I found about $40 worth of 5’s and 10’s. I never did figure out if I had dropped it myself or someone else did. I notoriously lose track of how much cash I have with me. I kept it, but only because I figured it was probably mine anyways. No one ever came to ask about it. The next day I found about $5 in loose change around the patio. I threw it all in the tip buckets. I also found the diary of an 8 year old.
When I was 7, I found $20 on the street in front of my apartment. I dont remember what I did with it.
About a month ago I was sweeping the lot at work and I found about $40 worth of 5’s and 10’s. I never did figure out if I had dropped it myself or someone else did. I notoriously lose track of how much cash I have with me. I kept it, but only because I figured it was probably mine anyways. No one ever came to ask about it. The next day I found about $5 in loose change around the patio. I threw it all in the tip buckets. I also found the diary of an 8 year old.
Found $50 US in an ATM once. Since that was just what I was going to take from my account, kept it and bought food.
Pammipoo, did you read the diary?
Last month I found $100 of mine that I had hidden from myself almost 2 years ago. I had been itching to hit the casino, but I was too broke and had to abstain, until I came across this ‘found money.’ Went and turned it into $250 at the blackjack tables, spent it all on my girlfriend within a week.