What is the worst thing you ever lost?
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April 2nd, 2010
Today, could not find my phone…had to have someone call me to find it.
True story, several years ago, was riding down the road on a real rainy day. This garbage man had no rain suit. He was soaking wet. Went to Walmart and bought him a rain suit and carried it to the man. Also, he was no where near my home.
Several months later, lost all of my keys. Office key, golf cart key, house key, lock box key, and on and on. Looked everywhere possible to find the keys. If I did not find them, would have to change out LOTS of locks. A guy knocked on my door, it was that garbage guy that I bought the rain suit for, bringing my keys to me. He said, “when I opened your garbage can, there was a set of keys!” Wow… I must have put something in the garbage can with those keys in my hand and put the keys in the garbage.
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I lost my grandma once. That was scary. She just wandered off and because of the Alzheimer’s, couldn’t find her way back. Poor grandma.
I lost my favorite uncle, my grandfather and my father in nine months time.
Somebody come up with a funny response. Otherwise I just threw a real damper on the party.
When Milo first arrived, almost two years ago, he snuck out and spent the night in the woods. Knowing nothing about cats and knowing a lot about the carnivorous wildlife around here, I spent half the night with a flashlight, roaming my property.
At 3 AM, I gave up and went to bed, making sure that one of the house doors was open. At 6:00 AM I woke up and Milo was asleep next to me. But then he spent two nights at the animal hospital, probably because of shock. No one paid any attention to my nervous breakdown.
We have settled down, thank heavens. But since I was on probation because Milo was technically my daughter’s cat, it was an unsettling experience. He is now officially mine. We celebrate our second anniversary on Apr. 19. Send cake.
I lost all my James P. Blaylock books, including my signed “Donuts.”
The worst thing I ever lost was my mother to drug and alcohol abuse.
My last dog. (He died)
I never knew I could, break down as much as I did.
I really loved that critter.
As far as stuff. It comes and it goes.
nothing as sombre as the above psots, I lost my 2 favourite umbrellas at teh local library, I left them under a computer desk, and instead of someone handing them in they decided they would take them home :( One was the one I bought for my wedding day as it had rained solidly the day before and I didn’t want to get wet. The other was the medal my grandma gave me for my soemthing borrowed and blue, was totally gutted about that one :(
Oh and I am in the processes of losing my marbles, they have slowly been dripping away for a few years now, won’t be long before I knocked the whole street off their feet due to their rolling power!
I had thought we were talking objects, not living people.
Now I feel shallow.
I lost my father and my best friend, a year apart. :(
@mrentropy I think it was ment to be about objects, it just took a turn.
I lost my whole gosh darned family…
But they were all waiting for me at the car!
A file in 1990. Gee, backups do matter.
@mrentropy Sorry about that, my fault for being a little dark earlier.
I lost a girl that I was in the sack with to another girl. She came bursting into the bedroom while we were getting started and dragged the girl I was in bed with out of the bed and out the door. I didn’t realize she was the lesbian lover of the girl I was in bed with.
I lost my stuffed cat for a week when I was around 7 or so. It was awful. :(
I lost a USB drive that contained almost everything I had ever written. It was gone for 2 months, but I later found it. Turns out it was exactly where it should’ve been…somehow it got hidden behind a candy cane and I didn’t think to look there…
My 10 year old cat (“Peepee”) disapeared 5 days ago (3–28-10) and I’m devastated. I’m in more pain than I can ever remember.
@gondwanalon I know that’s tough. I have a cat who had a habit of disappearing for up to a month at a time and it killed me every time he did that. I wish others were more diligent about not letting the cats out (at my place), like I am.
@DominicX Behind a candy cane made me laugh. Very hard.
@BoBo1946 That is such a sweet story about a garbage man! Kudos!
All death aside, I lost my Elmo doll for about a month when I was little. I had to be given medicine every night so I could sleep. We found it in the barn.
Last summer one of the horses escaped and we couldn’t find him for two weeks.
We searched an entire town for those two weeks. Back roads, woods and other farms. It was scary.
Somehow he ended up on a farm about 15 miles down the road. They didn’t notice until they did a stock count one day and realized he didn’t have their brand.
They called around and someone told them that we had been searching.
They called us and we were reunited with the little bastard.
My sense of self. Still trying to get it back.
It may sound corny and stale but it is true: of all the things I have lost, I miss my mind the most!
I lose kitchen utensils while I’m still in the kitchen and just set the damned thing down, I have 3 pairs of glasses because they end up in random places, a bra back in ‘71 (that was a good night!).
My gorgeous Lhasa apso. Still miss her to this day.
Am I allowed to say ‘My Heart in San Francisco’ LOL
@partyparty Fred Clam and Sam Clam were the best of friends. One sad day they both passed away.
Fred went to heaven and when he heard that Sam had also died he started to look around for him. He found out, from St. Peter, that his good friend hadn’t been the best of clams and ended up in Hell.
After a while Fred really missed talking to Sam and he asked St. Peter if he might go down to Hell for one day to visit his wayward friend. St. Paul gave his blessing, so Fred grabbed his harp and halo and headed down.
When Fred arrived in Hell and started asking for his friend he found out that Sam had opened a disco. When he got to the disco he and his friend were happy to see each other. The rest of the night was a panorama of debauchery; singing, disco dancing, drinking and generally having a good time. Fred even got on a table and started playing rock music on his harp.
After many hours, he looked at his watch and saw that his 24 hours were almost up. In a panic he said goodbye to his friend, grabbed his halo, and ran to his ride.
When he got back to the Pearly Gates Fred looked around with a start and started patting his pockets in a panic.
“Good Heavens,” said St. Peter. “Whatever is wrong, Fred?”
Upset, Fred told him, “I left my harp in Sam Clam’s Disco!”
@mrentropy Love your answer LOLL thanks, that has sooooo cheered me up!
@rangerr thank you my friend! Glad you found your horse…things do turn out good sometimes!
@ChazMaz and @partyparty oh boy! I’m in the boat with you! My Spunky was more than a good friend! And certainly, NOT a dog! Feel privileged and honored to have been a part of her life. So many good memories!
@Leanne1986 you will….it takes time! Been there before!
@gondwanalon sure hope and pray you find PeePee! Know your pain!
@Adirondackwannabe wow..sorry A!
@MorenoMelissa1 so sorry to hear that! The pain must be unreal….
@ZEPHYRA understood….
@faye loll
@mrentropy Loll…
@slick44 sorry my friend…
@gailcalled neat story with a good ending!
All respect for the current administration.
I just lost my wife. She wasn’t a “thing” but I do miss her :(
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