Generally, I consider taxi rides to be a treat. But not always. Around 1:00 am on Halloween, I hailed a cab with a friend. "Drive around to the front of this building. Can ya leave the meter running while I go inside to tell our friends that we've left? Thanks, man...I appreciate it." A few minutes later, the cabbie told my friend to run inside and get me because he was in a hurry and had someone waiting. After she left the car to get me, the cabbie took off. With my backpack on the seat. A backpack with…- my money
- drivers license
- ATM card
- house keys
- halloween supplies
- and a digital camera.
Ech. About $500 worth of stuff and hassle. So what do I do? I don't even know what cab company it was. My friend felt really bad. She said, "I guess I need to learn to trust people less." Ouch. That sounds terrible. Losing faith is much worse than losing some stuff. So this is how I'm looking at it all: Spending $500 every once-in-a-while is a small price to pay to be able to continue trusting people. I can get another driver's license. I have another camera. I have more money. I can buy more trashy, frosted-pink lipstick. I'll consider the loss to be part of my optimism tax. I sporadically pay this fee (when people take advantage of my trust in goodness) in exchange for optimistic freedom.
I would be less at-risk if I concentrated more on the negatives. "What if _____ happens?" But it's not worth it. The cost to my quality of life (by worrying more) is far more expensive than the cost of losing some stuff.
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