Let me check…no it’s not there.
No, we had a fire and had to move house. And it never turned up again. I hate to think who’s ass it’s up now. (well it’s a sentimental thing).
A great $500 leather jacket which was my 18th birthday present from my parents.
I know I left it at one of my two favourite local restaurants. Thing is, I went there in Spring, left it over the back of my chair, then walked out. Didn’t miss it till the following autumn. Of course, by then I couldn’t remember precisely which restaurant I’d left it in and they denied all knowledge. Some waiter no doubt has a very nice leather jacket…
I misplaced my flash drive. It fell off my keyring and I put it in a pocket in my bag. Then the damn thing fell out and I haven’t seen it since. I’m sure it’ll turn up. The same thing happened to my iPod, and that turned up a week later. :smack:
Robin
Well I know…I think it’s under this pillow here…but I just can’t find it…
Pair of Ray-Bans that I’d paid entirely too much for. Left them on a table in a Thai restaurant in Ginza. First and last time I spent more than $20 for a pair of sunglasses.
I thought I lost my passport once, but found it after about a day. That would have been hellish if it had never turned up.
Chewbacca, from the Early-Bird set no less, so he had the unique blaster rifle that didn’t come with the later ones.
I swear, that’s gonna be the first question I ask when I get to the afterlife: “Where the fuck did my Chewbacca go?”
That is so weird that someone would do that. I once left my high school yearbook in a box of stuff in the attic of my freshman year dorm over the summer. When I came back for the boxes, someone had gone through the boxes and the yearbook was one of the things they took. I could see it being missing if they’d just taken the box. :mad:
Once, a very expensive crown fell out and I put in a side pocket of my knapsack and zipped it shut. Got home, it was gone.
I also misplaced my passport once. Months later, when I was about to give up on finding it and apply for a replacement, it turned up in a stack of old magazines, inside one of them. How it even got near them I haven’t a clue.
Home-made adult video. Lived in terror for a loooong time, that the kids would find it & pop it into the VCR one day…it’s never turned up.
An $800 check in payment for a band job. I called the client, asked him to put a stop on the first check and send another, and to deduct the stop fee.
A bicycle. Never did see it again.
The first part of a multiple-part novella I was writing with a few friends. I’m sure I’d consider it horrible now, but it was pretty good at the time and it just kills me that one of my former classmates probably threw the thing out.
First time I read this, I thought, “wow, that must have been one heck of a hand job”.
Oh. Band job. :smack:
Oh, I’m sure somebody has it.
Related to the losing of money:
When my mom and dad were just dating, mom lived with her aunt and uncle. Uncle decided to take the young couple out to dinner, his treat. As an army Staff sergeant in the 60’s, he didn’t make a whole lot of money. So it was sort of a big deal when he took a fresh new $100 bill out of his wallet. To show off, he snapped the bill loudly in front of everyone. The bill promptly tore in half. Mom said it was awesome to watch her uncle stare in horror at the ruined bill. Apparently, everything worked out OK.
Not me, the missus - but it affected me just as much:
She happened to be carrying $800 cash in her purse - an unusual event, to say the least. She absentmindedly left her purse in a shopping cart in a parking lot & drove away. Less than 5 minutes down the road, she realized it & turned around. But it was too late, purse & contents were gone.
That was a rough day…
I’ve told this story before, but
64Mb memory - back when PCs had 2 or 4 Mb (and were grateful for it, too).
It was replacement memory for a SGI unix workstation - they thought the memory on the system was bad. I thought the engineer took the old memory and left me the empty boxes to get rid of - so I threw them into the compactor.
This memory cost more than I earned in a year.
When they called me asking for the memory, and I realised what I had done, I was bricking it. I found out that the compactor had not been emptied. I requested that it did get emptied, and rode out to the dump with it. I spent 2 hours working through trash, until I found the crushed boxes. I took them back, tested the memory, and sent it off. Then I had a very long shower.
Si
The weirdest thing I ever misplaced was…a sheep.
No, seriously. I had bought an emaciated, pregnant ewe for $5 at an auction. A week later, she gave birth to a single scrawny lamb, which she refused to suckle. I bought a goat to feed the lamb, mainly because I didn’t want to bottlefeed the thing. The ewe stayed in the barn, eating and eating. making up for all the feed she hadn’t had all winter. One day I came home from school (high school) and the ewe was …gone from the barn. Just…gone. There was no blood, no hanks of wool on the barbed wire fence, no hoofprints that couldn’t have been explained somehow else, and NOBODY ever saw that sheep again, alive or dead.
I have never, ever figured out what happened to it. If it had died in the barn, it’d have been my job to haul the carcass away. It was too damn skinny to bother stealing to eat, and it didn’t even have good wool due to malnutrition. I simply have no idea, and nobody ever admitted to having removed it from the barn.
My wallet. Twice. I ain’t so smaht. The biggest hassle was replacing my driver’s license.
Actually, everything that I miss I lost as a child. My Miss Piggy toothbrush, my collection of Amethyst: Princess of Gemworld comics, my gold tape deck, my stash of modeling clay, and a rhinestone bracelet that my grandmother gave me. All of them vanished and have never been seen again.
Damn, I miss those comic books.
Hmm… do your kids’ friends ever giggle for no reason when they see you? 
A Victorinox wristwatch that I got from FedCo on a holiday to the US when I was 16. It wasn’t a horribly expensive wristwatch (as watches go), but it wasn’t cheap, either. It vanished the day we moved to Australia- I saw it being put into a cardboard box with a whole bunch of other stuff and sealed up- but it’s never turned up since.
It may still be in an unpacked box somewhere, but it’s also as likely to have fallen through a wormhole in the time-space continuum (the removalists were absolutely respectable and shifted everything else with no damage or missing items, so I don’t believe the watch was taken, especially given some of the other stuff that we had moved that was worth more money and would be less likely to be missed).
I have, however, misplaced my carefree youth. I appear to have turned into a boring old sod in his mid-20s, which is almost as disturbing as the realisation I had this morning that the 18 year old we just hired at work was 1 when the Berlin Wall came down. :eek: