Shop Card Dilemma

I shouldn't really be blogging right now, I should be doing work. I just randomly ended up here… or so goes my alibi. So it's Sunday today… boy did the weekend pass by quickly.


On Friday, I went out with my family (something that like NEVER happens) to watch Karate Kid Qk and then we went to eat dinner. It was pretty cool. I haven't done something like that in like years. Cause first of all, my parents are divorced, second, my brother hates to watch movies, but for some reason he wanted to watch karate kid so we were able to go. Then I went to future shop and markville again. Hehe


Yesterday I stayed home the whole morning. I was supposed to do work since I stayed home, but I didn't get as much as I wanted to get done. I ended up taking random pictures of things since my camera was beside me… and I'm slowly learning how to use the functions on my camera! =D … hmm, let's see if I can post some of these pictures on the blog…



Then I went out again to watch Prince of Persia with my mom cause she really wanted to watch it. She has been bugging me for weeks now, so I finally decided to watch it with her. The movie wasn't bad, it was pretty okay… predictable but still good. As the movie finished I walked out to the concessions area and this guy infront of my (mind you, there was a whole line of people, so some guy infront of me, I don't know which one) dropped something. I heard a card drop on the floor. And of course, I proceeded to pick it up to hand it back to him. (It was a shop card) but as I picked it up the person who I think dropped it went down the stairs already. I went down too but was far behind him. As I got down, I couldn't find him anymore… so I didn't know what to do. Keep the card or give it to one of the people who work there. The reason why I'm mentioning this is because it reminded me of my English seminar with the theme of conscience. So I guess I didn't really do the right thing, I kept the card. Cause I was thinking that if I gave it to some kid who works at the theatre, he might have kept it for himself… maybe this is an excuse that I developed but iunno. Anyways, I put it in my pocket and the whole car ride home I was praying and hoping that the card was empty so that the guy who dropped it wouldn't have lost anything. So first thing I did when I got home, I took out the card and realized that there was an amount written on the back… it said 120. And I was like OMG, oh no… so I double checked by checking the amount remaining online and it said that the guy used 120 dollars on shoppers. So I was like oh jeez, thank God, what a relief. So yeah, guess that card was empty afterall. I'm safe… and my prayers were answered =D


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Nobody cares how much you know until they know how much you care. – Theodore Roosevelt