The other night, I was getting some money from the ATM. It was a fairly large amount of money because I was buying a piece of furniture off of Craigslist from a person who wouldn’t take a check. As I walked back to my car, just as I was opening the door, I felt a sharp pain in my back and heard a voice say “gimme your cash!”
Frankly, I couldn’t believe it. I wasn’t sure what to do. I decided to play it safe and put my hand with the money out to my right. As the thief went to grab it, I caught a look at his face in the glass of my window. I memorized his face so I could identify him later.
After he took the money and ran off, I just sat there, not comprehending what happened. I went home and told h about it. She couldn’t believe it either.
Then, just a few months later, I was in a grocery store, buying a few things for our BBQ that night. As I was walking out to my car, in full view of the parking lot, who do I see but the guy that mugged me! I was preparing to chase him down when I noticed he was coming right toward me! He walked right up to me, took out some bills and said, “Here’s your refund. You don’t have to thank me.”
Frankly, I was speechless. I looked and it was about 25% of what he had stolen in the first place. I was a little relieved just to have the money back, at first. But, the more I thought about it, the more I thought “Who on Earth would take my money by force, then decide to give some back and call it a ‘refund’?” Then I remembered.
(don’t worry, I wasn’t mugged. I made that up to make my point.)