Grand Rapids Robbery Turns Into A Random Act of Kindness

Few things are more inconvenient than losing your wallet. You're not just losing the physical wallet, but you're losing everything inside your wallet. Driver's license, debit card, credit card, a gift card you've had for months that only has a couple of cents on it but isn't enough to warrant throwing out. All things that can be replaced, but are a hassle to do.

Or, maybe it's a punch card you've been working for months to fill out completely, and you're one punch away from a free sandwich when disaster strikes: your wallet is stolen.

This happened to me this weekend, and while my wallet is still MIA, the Grand Rapids Police Department and Two Bears Deli worked together to lessen the blow and make my tummy happy in the process.

Last weekend, I was walking around Downtown Grand Rapids and doing some vintage shopping in South Division. I went to check out at one of these shops, only to discover my wallet that had previously been in my pocket was no longer in it. Upon making this discovery, I got a notification that my card had been used for a rather expensive purchase at a store up the street. Someone had helped themselves to my wallet and my cards inside

I went to speak to the store and then filled out a police report, and that was where I expected things to end. Fast forward to yesterday when I received a call from the GRPD to review my case. We talked things through and I jokingly told her about how I was most bummed that the punch card I had worked so hard for was now gone. We laughed and that was that.

To my surprise, she called me back to inform me that she had called Two Beards Deli and explained the situation, and there was now a fully filled-out punch card waiting for me. It was an incredibly touching moment. The detective, who wishes to remain anonymous, said she "just wanted to do what she could to help where she could."

So, thank you so much to the GRPD and Sam from Two Beards Deli. Neither of you needed to do that but it made my entire week. And to the douche canoe whose first instinct when finding a wallet is to buy yourself a new pair of shoes; you are the worst kind of person and I hope your stupid shoes get scuffed.