I went for a couple or three pints last night.
It was a pleasant evening.
At closing time, I was finishing my pint, and Pullit was going around collecting glasses when he found a bag under the bench in the corner.
We examined it, and found that some tourist from Canada had left it. We knew they were Canadian, because all their stuff was there. There were passports and other documents, money and their return tickets. They had even left their credit cards. Some people are very careless.
We pondered this for a while, over another pint. Normally, we would divide the spoils and leave it at that, but we both agreed that Canadians as a species are harmless enough, so we decided over another pint to do the decent thing.
This morning, I nipped down to the post office and posted the whole lot back to their home address. I took enough of their cash to pay for it, so I wasn’t out of pocket.
I’m proud of myself. I felt good. I had done a Very Good Deed.
I just had a phone call from Pullit.
The Canadians have just turned up and are furious that the bag has gone back to Canada.
I can’t get over the ingratitude of it.
You wonder why we shoot tourists here?
Pity the Canadians Grandad; they were raised by Moose and their brains are perma-frosted.
They couldn’t see a true kindness even if it kicked them in the arse.
Which it has done.
How are they supposed to get home if you’ve posted their passports and tickets to their home?
I used to get stuff left in the restaurant all the time, supposedly very important stuff and when I’d turn it in to Pearse Street, I’d get abuse.
If it’s that important, don’t leave it behind you mindless cunt.
Susan – I have done my bit for international relations. It’s back to the old ways now…
Maxi – How they get home is their problem. I was just trying to be kind. What are you saying sorry for?
I shouldn’t invade other people’s comments with my little rants.
Because your readers don’t click to see my whinging.
I’m sure neither of them would mind….
I found a purse at a checkout yesterday – I did the right thing too! Only I found the lady to give it her back.
Perhaps the pondering over it with pints led you to a more inventive solution?
Kate – There is nothing like a pint [or eight] to stimulate the imagination.
Ah, some people (the canadians) just never learn do they!?
Rapture – I think they learned today?
Thanks for educating my countrymen.
Feckin’ Foreigners!! They have da country ruined, you try to do a nice thing for them and they don’t even show proper thanks for it!!
Remind me to staple my important documents to my forehead when I come to visit Ireland….being the dumb arse Canadian that I am 😉
wouldn’t the normal thing to do have been to hand it in to the bar?
I’d be pissed off if some clueless c*** thought that sending all my travel documents and passports to another country was helping.
Welcome Welshman! Pullit is the barman, owner and chief bottlewasher in the pub, so if he handed it into the bar, he’d only be giving it to himself, so he gave it to me instead. As for the Canadians being pissed off; they are damned lucky we didn’t do the usual thing, where they would have ended up meeting their ancestors in the local landfill.