When New Yorker Reilly Flaherty lost his wallet at a Wilco concert in Brooklyn, he thought he'd lost it for good, with only the indie jams of Wilco to remember it by. Weeks later, a plain white envelope arrived in his mailbox with his drivers license, credit cards, and a charmingly honest note from the guy who found it:
"I kept the cash because I needed weed, the MetroCard because well the fare's $2.75 now, and the wallet cause it's kind of cool," Anonymous wrote.
New York is loving this story, and it even made it to the cover of the New York Post because it's a slow news day without an election going on or anything.
Flaherty had already replaced all his cards, and was disappointed to have to part with the vintage wallet. Still, he maintains that if they had connected under other circumstance, the two Wilco fans would have been friends.
Flaherty has some theories about the mystery thief, hypothesizing that he is much like The One Who Knocks. But he has a more sympathetic message for him, rather than just "tread lightly."
To be honest, I was thinking this person is the Walter White of wallet returning. They start out with seemingly good intentions, but then you quickly realize they're actually just a villain plagued with an insatiable appetite for MetroCard spending and marijuana-infused subway rides-- hurting everyone they love around them. Sadly, this is the plot of Breaking Bad all over again, but instead of meth and illegal firearms, we're dealing in stolen MetroCards and vintage leather goods.
“Whether it was a dollar or a thousand, [this person] is a pot-smoking, modern-day version of Robin Hood,” he joked.