The Great Gift Card Adventure

To set up the mood we begin with me at work. It's Tuesday around 5:00 a.m. I'm getting ready to vacuum a classroom when-all of the sudden-I find something on the floor. I look at it for a moment, wondering what it could be. The blue and yellow color combo seem familiar somehow. I reach down, pick it up, and-to my surprise-it's a Best Buy gift card. I recall earlier that morning that I had been reading the ominous signs that someone, somewhere was searching for the poor lost card. The sign also included a series of ten numbers, a phone number. So, I walk down the hall to my supervisor's office. I tell him that I had found the poor thing. He looks at me, puzzled. He asks me where I found it. I say, "In room 129. And there was a note on the white board. Someone would like it back." He asks me what the signs says. I say, "Lost Gift Card. Please call a phone number if found." He asks me what the number is. D'oh. I said I'd go write in down. So, I write it down and give the number to my supervisor. He says thank you and that he'll call.

Wednesday and Thursday go by and my supervisor keeps asking me if a person has called me about the poor little card. I say no one has and for some strange reason, he looks puzzled. Friday comes and while I'm in class someone leaves me a message. They tell me that the gift card was an experiment, and they would like to reward me. It was a test of ethics. I call the person back and find out that the gift card I turned back had nothing on it. The experiment was to find out the ethics of BYU-Idaho. I had passed. They told me that I'll be getting a gift card with money on it. I also find out that they would like to have someone contact me to ask me questions for either the school or local newspaper, I can't remember which.

Interesting, noh? I find it so. All just because I returned a gift card.