The Case of the Wandering Wallet

Beautiful! Tuna fish sandwich anyone?

On top of anything above or around his eye level. I have a really bad habit of setting things down up high then looking only low when trying to find them.

that never works for me.

You mean you keep looking once you find it?


Has he looked in the dirty clothes hamper? In the pocket of his jeans or whatever he was wearing maybe.

yeah once you find it you can stop looking for it! Perhaps the dog ate it?

You should take pictures of this tiny apartment, post them and let us hunt for it in the pictures. He should pay the winner 100,000 L's.

Retrace the steps if he remembers....starting around the door where he paid for the pizza. Hopefully, he didn't give it to the pizza guy to hold as he grabbed the pizzas, hehe.

MJ

Creami I actually suggested this, this morning

hehe, was kidding but it could mean I look in one place and stop but it doesn't appear since I've stopped looking o.O.

I'm guessing it took at least a week... (2 and 4 yr old here - they hide stuff in the craziest places, more often than not their toy boxes or the laundry)

OK, top of refrigerator, any kitchen cabinet, couch crack monster (that's what happened to Jimmy Hoffa, don't ya know?) under the couch... oh hell, this thinking crap hurts my head.

If he's a maroon, are you sure he even had a wallet?

Inspector Clouseau has it

I would suggest looking at high places, on top of a cabinet or selves.

Hubby dropped his clothes off at the laundry - with his wallet in the pocket of his pants

Fortunately they were honest and phoned us as soon as they found it. How could he not have missed it? Well he carries his keys in one pocket and his cash in the other (which he moved to the new pants) and I take care of everything else pretty much.


Check in the car and make sure it did not fall under the car seat.

Check in the glovebox.

Check in the drawer in the night stand next to the bed.

Check under the bed.

Check on the floor of the closet.

If children are part of the mix, all bets are off and you need to check places like toy boxes, cribs, beds and play areas.

Pets are also little thieves, when my dog Max knew I was going on a business trip he used to systematically remove things from my suitcase as I packed and hide them around the house. So if your friend has a dog...

Hope he finds his wallet soon.

No kidding.

Everything of interest ends up in the trash. I once found my toothbrush in the old-fashioned gas radiator in the bedroom--it had melted and had begun to emit fumes that smelled not unlike a refinery by the time I found it (moved out of that house because of the dangers of those radiators).

Things that subtract, also add. Currently, I have four medium-sized rocks in my purse.

He may have eaten it instead of the pizza

I wish I had known to look in the trash with my first child. I am missing two nice watches that my grandma gave me as gifts, and hubby and I are pretty sure our daughter threw them in the trash before we even realized she was putting things in there. Oh well. At least the second time around we started checking the trash before we put it outside and we found hubby's watch and car keys one day. Our son did it that time though.

Sorry to hear about your watches. After two sets of keys and several CDs, I got a metal trash can with a lid--he couldn't throw anything away without sounding like the percussion section of the Boston Pops on the 4th of July.

<wonders if there is a such thing as a toddler impound lot>

Status update: The wallet-loser in question will not be home until the weekend. I guess we'll all have to wait until Monday to figure out who is best at figuring out his his little head works.

The Butler did it...

My butler is always nicking stuff. I usually have the coachman give him a good pasting. I would let him go, but he is very discrete with regards to some of my more distasteful personal habits.

Gabe: Do you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to take a bath.
Butler: I'll alert the media.
Gabe: Do you want to run my bath for me?
Butler: It's what I live for.
[Gabe exits]
Butler: Perhaps you would like me to wash your dick for you... you little shit.

I have spoken with an associate who is not an expert in this field, but did play the role of an expert in a television commercial. They suggested that your friend lit his wallet on fire and the solution is to get a new flame-retardant wallet.

When this happens to me, I usually do a thorough and systematic sweep of the entire house or area where it may have been lost. If and when that doesn't yeild results, give up immediately. This is because wallets, keys, and birth control pills have a low level of intelligence and empathy that enables them to not only know that you're looking for them, but also to become increasingly hidden and evasive the harder you look for them. If your friend hasn't found their wallet by the end of this weekend I would call and put any credit cards/ect on hold. Chances are it will show up when he least expects it and when he's not looking for it - this is how things usually play out for me.

And get me another Martini while yer at it! *snaps towel at butler's arse*

Or wallet-loser can just wait for someone to purchase thousands of dollars in video equipment using the credit card, call store and get shipping address, then wait at that location and ask the dude if he knows where the wallet got off to.