Here's a story about the goodness of people.
When packing my house, the packers missed the glass top for our kitchen table, because it was stored behind a dresser and they couldn't see it. No fault on their part. So when the movers came and moved the dresser, the piece of glass was brought into view. The driver's helper said, "No way! He can't take that piece of glass on his truck without it being properly packed!" The driver said, "Wrap it in blankets and when I get to the warehouse, I'll have the packers pack it up." Nice guy. The glass was the last thing (literally) loaded onto the truck.
Well, when they unpacked our things last week, the piece of glass didn't come off of the truck. I didn't say anything because, as a last minute item, we hadn't recorded it anywhere, so I had no proof that it actually existed. And to have that be the only thing we lost... pretty amazing!
Yesterday, a minute after walking in the door from shopping, the doorbell rings. It the driver! Standing on my porch holding the blanket wrapped piece of glass. Apparently, while unloading in California, he came across the glass on his truck, remembered our last minute loading (okay, his last minute loading. I really only watched), and came back to drop it off! Thankfully, Las Vegas was on his route anyway, or that would have been a huge detour. As it is, our apartment is not even close to the freeway anyway, so he made a detour to bring it to us. I have been incredibly impressed with the driver. He's taken his job seriously and always worked to make us, his customers, happy. What a nice guy!