John found a $20 bill on the sidewalk.
Soon he was counting receipts from sales at a clock store. He rechecked his work. The register total was $20 more than the amount counted.
“How are we doing?” asked Shipley, the owner
“$20 short,” said John.
“Figures, Jamison worked the register—tomorrow he’s fired.”
“Maybe Jamison entered an item twice by mistake,” offered John, but Shipley walked away.
He fumbled for the $20 in his pocket. Maybe he could save Jamison’s job? If he didn’t, he’d be plagued by why he hadn’t helped–Jamison’s wife had given birth a few months ago. Besides, Thanksgiving was in two days.
John pulled out the bill, unaware Shipley was watching.
“Decided to give it back?”
“I found…”
“Don’t bother—you’re done.” Shipley grabbed the bill.
John passed the storefront where he had found the money. A sign in the window read: “Lost $20 bill today—please return.”
He went inside where an old man greeted him. John told his tale.
“Didn’t expect anyone to return it,” said the old man. “Even though you don’t have it, I appreciate your honesty.”
The next day John went to work for the old man. Although upset by being unfairly fired, he appreciated that he’d be earning twice his previous salary.
Right before closing Jamison entered the store and handed John $20. “Thanks, you saved my job.”
John handed the bill to his new boss who pushed it away and with a tear, he said, “Happy Thanksgiving!”
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