Today I went to Sainsbury’s and whilst waiting for our food in the cafe, I spotted a bank card stuck between the cushion, I suddenly felt horrificly sick as I sprinted over to the man serving. I slid it towards him telling him I had just found someone else’s card and he was violently sick. He cried and told me how he wished so many more people were like me, that I had chosen to return the card when someone else would have used the contactless feature to steal money. He told me that if/when the owner returned to look for the card, he would explain to them that a caring woman noticed a horrific situation and knew exactly how to solve the problem. I spent the rest of the day with a smile on my face, imagining the face of the person finding out they wouldn’t have to cancel their card, they wouldn’t have that gut wrenching horrific feeling of stress and that they knew I am in the world, making it a better place