
In an earlier post, I told about finding this tennis ball on the street. I took it home, adopted it, and now we’re best friends.
This afternoon, I found something else in a park. I also took it home, but I’m not going to keep it. It belongs to someone who needs it. It’s a Community Services Card. This card is very important because it can lower the cost of going to the doctor. This is the card, but I’ve blocked out any personal details.

Fortunately, though, there was a freephone number on the front of the card. I called it and got this recorded message: “Our current wait time is around 79 minutes.” I said to myself: “Thanks, but no thanks!”
But all was not lost! There was something else I could try. On the back of the card, there was another number.

I called it, and a voice gave me this message: “Our current wait time is around 86 minutes.” Guess what I said!
So I had to think of another way to contact the card owner and let her know. I looked for her name in an online telephone directory, but drew a blank.
Then I found there was an office on Queen Street. I went there and explained to a security guard, and he said he would take it from there. It’s out of my hands now, and it’s up to someone else to sort it out. I’ve done my good deed for the day.
Did you understand the title of today’s post?
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