Lost my house keys at a gas station in Tucson and a stranger mailed them back 9 days later
Last month I stopped at a Circle K off I-10 in Tucson to fill up before driving back to Phoenix, and somewhere between the pump and the bathroom I dropped my whole key ring, car key included. I didn't notice until I was 40 miles down the road and tried to grab a snack from my locked console. I panicked, called the store, and the clerk said nobody had turned anything in, so I figured they were gone for good and paid $180 for a locksmith to cut me a new car key that same night. Nine days later a padded envelope showed up in my mailbox with no note, just my keys and a scrap of paper that said finders keepers is a lie, hope this saves you a tow. I traced the return address to a guy in Benson who wouldn't take a dime when I called him. What is the weirdest way a total stranger has ever helped you out of a mess you made yourself?