Another day of searching and nothing showing up. Damn. 
On the good news, we sometimes lose our toddler’s pacifier, and some good Sumerian apparently decided that we needed replacements, and 2,500 of them showed up, prepaid.
I’ve never seen a happier boy in my life. It was like he was expecting them. . .
I hope you find it, losing that kind of money is rough.
Apropos of nothing, does anyone know of any good auto custom shops in the Tokyo area? I want to tune my 1997 Ford Festiva for some street racing, and I figure I need some rims and spoilers for it.
I have a budget of approximately ¥311101.988, currently in the form of used barbie dolls.
Ur joking!
OK, so I’m slow on the uptake. I thought the first reference to $4000 worth of Barbies coming was just a kind of cynical humor (in a good way) about having lost $4000, but then with the subsequent comments about the cat and the pacifiers I’m not sure if the whole thing is a giant playful whoosh or there is some sort of meme I’m missing here.
Was there ever $4000 missing?
Yes, it’s still missing. The parts about the barbies, wife’s clothes, etc., is a joke, but I’m still looking for the cash.
Top of the microwave? That’s where I once lost my friend’s birthday card for a week, which was in my hands two minutes before I was due to leave for her party.
It was just above eye level, as a matter of fact…
Figure out the last place you would look, it’s always there.
Not this time, he looked there first.
Er… Is there a return address for where the paccies came from? Because you know, $4,000 divided by 2,500 = $1.60 = about what a pacifier would cost at bulk rates, presumably with free shipping (they cost $16 for 8 at Target).
When $4,000 goes missing and is balanced out by approximately $4,000 worth of stuff of mysterious provenance, finding out the source of those goods is probably a good idea.
Do the kids have diaper bags (something to put diapers, changes of clothes, etc when “out and about”)??. If so, look in there - I thought I had lost a wallet while Xmas shopping last year for about 9 hours until it was found in the bag that night - just AFTER I had cancelled everything :mad:
My esteemed friend:
Please accept my offer of $4000 for your business partnership.
I am a Nigerian banker, and I have trusteeship over an acount worth $5000.
I am unable to use this money locally, so I must transfer the sum to your country, where we will both share in the profits.
So please let me send you a cheque for $5000, You can then send me $1000 in cash, and keep the remaining $4000 for yourself.
If this pleases you, I will be your honorable and dignified partner
Thanking you profusely,
Mr. A. Nairobi
banker and most respectified businessman
It’s on Altair-4.
It’s in the same place as the souvenirs we brought home this summer for Jim’s parents. We brought them home, brought them into the house, showed them to my mom, and never saw them again. (And no, my mom doesn’t have them.) When you find them, could you mail them back to us? Thanks. 
(waves hand)
These aren’t the Benjamins you’re looking for.
Woulda been hilarious if you weren’t in Japan. Rats.
I went to the bank Weds and got out a whole mess of cash ($2000. For blow). The bank gave it to me in an envelope. I went straight home with it and got the mail on my way in the door. My mail was nothing but a newspaper-sized-and-shaped bundle of advertisements. The type of bundle that usually goes straight into the recycling bin.
In order to get in the door I ended up folding the “newspaper” in half and sticking the envelope of money inside it, so I could have a free hand for keys.
I was about to just put the folded up newspaper on the counter and walk away and do something else but I thought to myself “I seem to recall this scenario from something else, and I don’t think that forgetting about that envelope is a good idea…”
Anyway, I think you left it folded up in a newspaper.
Forget the wife…does poolboy Ramon have a new Rolex?
That will answer ALL of your questions.
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I helped a friend move from his 6,000 sq foot loft to a two bedroom apartment (not so much a move as an intervention). He’d been in the loft going on twenty years, and at one point in his wild days, he had hidden $10,000 in cash in a coked-out, paranoid frenzy. So as we went through the place, packing and sorting, we were looking for that cash. Right up till the very end, when I was opening ventilation grills, checking behind the furnace, everywhere. It never showed up, so it was either originally a drug fantasy, or it had been put inside something that had already been disposed of.
So remember kids, don’t do drugs.
This. I have had to do this a few times, too, for particularly valuable and stubbornly lost items. Remember, look under everything. Look between every item that’s in a pile. Do not dismiss any possiblity. Look inside envelopes, cookie tins, under the cat. Scan every single vertical surface, even the ones you know you couldn’t possibly have reached.
Check in cabinets under drawers. I recently found a document I had been looking for for a long time, at the back of the top shelf of a cabinet. It fell out of the back of the drawer above the cabinet.
Yes, I’d recommend pulling out all drawers and looking behind/under them. I once could not find a document I needed for a job application even though I was certain I had put it in my top desk drawer. I was looking all over the place and was at the point of suspecting that I’d been sabotaged by my roommate. Then, as I frantically/compulsively opened and closed the drawer where I KNEW I’d put this document, I noticed a soft rustling sound. Turned out the document had drifted out the top of the drawer and was stuck behind it.
I feel for you. Two years ago, when we were leaving on a trip to Italy, I hid all my expensive jewelry (including my engagement ring and wedding band) somewhere in the house. I remember thinking that NOBODY would think of looking for it there. I didn’t realize that I’d never find it again.
Since then, I don’t do diamond/sapphire/gold/platinum, I wear only expendable costume jewelry. My husband wonders if I didn’t hide it behind insulation in our basement food storage room. He had drywall put over the insulation after our return home from Italy, and I guess I have to do at least one more major organized search before tearing down the drywall.
Good luck with your search, TokyoPlayer. I usually hide money in books or behind paintings. None was ever lost this way.