You never know, for sure. At a small estate sale Saturday, I was digging through a filthy box with some moldy record albums in a backyard shed when I found a nice necklace between two albums. No one around me and for a very brief moment the thought crossed my mind that that necklace could slip into a water damaged album cover and I could probably get it for a dollar. Then I thought, "you're not a thief, boy, and now is not the time to start." So I took it in hand and asked the lady running it what she wanted for the necklace. "The owner said no jewelry is for sale!" and snatched it out of my hand. I said, "Can I at least clean off my dirty hands?" "No, we have no public restrooms."
No good deed goes unpunished.