I left my purse hanging on the back of a chair at the cafeteria at work. For three hours. With my wallet, iPod Touch, and work keys in it. Did I mention I work at the county courthouse?
I found it right where I left it, with nothing inside it disturbed. I about had a panic attack waiting for the elevator to go up to the cafeteria when I realized it was missing.
Wow. I think I blew all my good luck for the entire year on that.
I’m not surprised. I spent a weekend in Columbus once. The woman I was with was having trouble with new dental work. She took the bridge out at a restaurant and put it in a napkin. She forgot about it when we left. About an hour later she remembered. We went back to the restaurant and one of the waiters went through the trash and found my friend’s teeth.
Nice people, in Columbus. 
I’m sure you have plenty of good luck left!
I had something similar happen last summer. I took my Jetski out to the river. The landing has a $3 launch fee.
I spent about 2 hrs out on the river, loaded up my Jetski and headed home. I made it about 20 min down the road when I realized I didn’t have my wallet.
To pay the launch fee, you put money in an envelope and put the envelope in a box that’s attached to a pole. I remembered taking my wallet out of my Jeep. I remembered taking out the $3 and putting it the envelope. I remembered setting my wallet on top of the post so I had both hands free to seal the envelope. I didn’t remember taking my wallet off the pole!
I stopped and searched my Jeep - came up with nothing. I turned around and drove the 20 mins back. My wallet was sitting right where I left it - on top of the pole. This was a public launch, I don’t know how or why, but no one took it or anything out of it for the approximate 3 hrs it was sitting there.
I left my purse, complete with wallet and money, on the back of a chair at the Canfield Fair in eastern Ohio. All evening. I didn’t realize what I’d done until we got back to my (then) boyfriend’s house. If you know eastern Ohio, you know that the Canfield fair is HUGE. Tons of people were there - the place was packed. I figured I was rightly screwed. We went back and found that some kind soul had turned it in to the fair police with not a penny missing.
I’ve yet to leave my purse anywhere since. The sinking feeling has stayed with me lo these many years.
I left my PDA and my wallet in my shopping cart (which I had returned to the cart corral) on a grocery trip and someone turned it in to the service counter. I felt plenty lucky that day.
How do you like your iPod Touch? I bought one for myself after Christmas and I love it! I jailbroke it so I could put the iPhone apps on it.
About 3PM one day after work (I got off at 2), I got a phone call from the manager of a sandwich shop in downtown St. Louis. He told me that a customer had turned in my wallet; he’d looked up the name on the driver’s license in the phone book. I thanked him, but my wallet, complete with license, was in my pocket at that moment. He read the name…sounded like me, including the middle name. I asked him if the driver was in his mid-20’s. Yes. I was in my mid-40’s then. I told him I knew who it belonged to; the manager asked me to contact the guy, a co-worker with the same name as me. When I called him, there was some confusion (some old fart from work calling to say a third person had given his wallet to the manager at the sandwich place…what??..his wallet wasn’t missi–oh no!). He went over and got his wallet back, contents intact.