I mean, kudos to those guys for steppin up and being “good samaritans” But it just goes to show that being the good guy gets you the shaft.

Time to go do some scratch off’s and try and get mine… or rob a bank… who’s with me?

And you speculate that the guys whose moral indoctrination was stronger than their economic common sense, compelling them to return the bags of money, wouldn’t have pocketed sixty grand for themselves. I tend to agree.

But what of the driver who left the door open in the first place? Remember a couple years back in L.A., when a similar thing happened, except the bag fell from an overpass and a hundred people from a nearby housing project swarmed into the street, grabbing fistfulls of cash? Afterward, nobody knew nothin’, and the money was gone with the wind.

Perhaps the driver figured that would happen, and stashed the 60 G’s before the bags ever fell off the truck, expecting that the same kind of scene would happen. Sure, he’d get fired, but he’d have three years salary in cash tucked in his shoes, and nobody would be the wiser. Vacation time! …And he’d still get to collect unemployment.

How could the poor guy have known that a couple of do-gooders would actually bring the big ol’ bags o’ money back to the bank? I mean, who does that? …For a t-shirt and a collector’s coin? Chumps, that’s who.

I was standing in line for my food at a Taco Bell in Carousel Center two weeks ago, and I noticed a dollar bill laying on the floor. I looked around. Nobody had any money out… and nobody else had noticed the bill laying there. I waited. I made eye contact with virtually everybody else standing in the line. Then I stepped over, quite visibly picked up the bill, stretched it out between my hands in front of me, looked around again, making eye contact… and stuffed it in my pocket. Everybody saw. Nobody said a word. I could see that about half of them wished they’d seen it first, but they all just looked the other way–as it should be. Finders, Keepers.

It’s exactly the same; just a matter of scale.

Word to the wise: If you find a big ol’ bag o’ money in the street… stuff it under your shirt and get the hell outta there. That’s the kind of opportunity that only comes along once in life, and if you don’t take advantage of it, then you’re just another chump.