My husband has a bad habit of forgetting his baseball caps in public places. Just recently he left one behind at the movie theater. When we got back home he asked, "Did I have my hat with me at the movie?" We both pondered that for a moment. Then he said, "Yes, I did. I think I left it on the seat." Oh well. We weren't about to drive 30 minutes back to Lincoln just to fetch a baseball cap. He has others. And now, I suppose, someone else is wearing his hat.
A number of years ago I'd visited a fast food place for lunch during my lunch break from work. Having only a half hour alloted to me, I got busy eating my food. I'd draped my new jacket over the back of the chair and never gave it another thought. It was a warm day and the jacket wasn't really needed. When I glanced at my watch and saw the time, I panicked. Got to fly back to work since some nosy person would notice if I was late. I just grabbed my handbag and took off. Eventually at some point during the day I realized I'd left my new jacket behind. I called the restaurant and spoke with someone who didn't seem too concerned; he told me the jacket would go to their lost and found area. I made numerous calls and even returned to the "crime scene." To make a long story short, the last attempt I made to get my jacket back I was told that the supervisor took the jacket home with her. I never got it back.
Last year at Christmastime I was a scatterbrain shopper who rushed from store to store, frantically trying to do everything in one day. (grocery shopping, mall shopping, drugstore, post office--you get the idea) On my final trip (grocery store), when I paid for my groceries, I whipped out my billfold, placed it next to the credit card swiper machine and pulled out some cash. After paying the clerk, I grabbed my grocery bags, tossed them in my cart and rushed off into the outside world. Later at home when I wanted to check my receipt, I opened my pocketbook. Hmm. The receipt was there, but no billfold. The billfold is sacred of course since it holds all of my cards--driver's license, credit cards, all kinds of important stuff. It would be a MAJOR inconvenience if this billfold could not be recovered! I searched all over the house until it dawned on me--I'd taken the billfold out at the grocery store and apparently had not stuck it back in my pocketbook. I'd left it at the register where ANYONE could just pick it up and take it with them. Oh shit!
But this story has a happy ending. I raced back to the store, the store manager spotted me, the wild-eyed, crazy woman searching for her billfold, and flagged me down. She knew me by sight since I practically live in her store; she'd found my billfold right after I'd left and knew I'd been at that particular register and she tucked it away safe in her office. Whew! I dodged the bullet this time around.
I've also left my keys on a city bus, my driver's license at the bank (and amazingly they did not call me to tell me I'd done that), my umbrella at a restaurant, my winter coat at the hospital, and a pair of black panties at a former boyfriend's house (don't ask).
So how about you? Have you ever left something important behind?