Wallet, Cell Phone, Car Keys: So, as I prepared for bed last evening, I searched for my cell phone and could not find it. It has happened before, so I simply dialed my cell phone...

Indiana Loc: Huntington, Indiana

So, as I prepared for bed last evening, I searched for my cell phone and could not find it. It has happened before, so I simply dialed my cell phone number from my land line and waited for the familiar ring tone that identified its location. Well, there was no ring. After looking in my car, searching familiar locations, and trying the ring tone approach several times again, I went into panic mode. You see, I need my phone next to my bed at night to monitor my pacemaker that submits a report to my cardiologist daily, somewhere around 2:00 AM. It also sits on my recharging stand to refresh the battery as a secondary necessity. So, it's late in the evening, I'm ready for bed, and I'm stressed out over the lost phone. As I try to fall asleep, I rehash my activities of the day and possible locations I might have lost the phone, and where I was at with the phone in my hand as a last recollection. I decided it must be at the VA, where I had my appointment with Father Dave, Catholic Chaplin and spiritual leader for Veterans in Northeast Indiana. I had a restless night, constantly waking up deliberating my predicament and potential outcomes, disgusted with myself for being so careless, and dreading a sleep deprived continuation of my problem at sunrise. I got up earlier than usual, did my morning routine in the bathroom, made breakfast and fed the cat, and then called my cell phone only to hear the familiar ring tone go unanswered. I thought about my prior day with Father Dave, remembered I had the phone in hand inside the Chapel prior to our spiritual meeting, and concluded that I may have inadvertently left the phone on a black covered chair that matched the matt finish of my phone cover on the iPhone 8 I have owned for years. Well, I made the hour drive to the regional VA, walked quickly through the waiting area and check-in compartments, down the hallway to the Chapel. Opening the door to an empty chapel I quickly went to the rear when our meeting was held, stared at the black chairs as I approached, and there, almost completely blended into the seat covering was my face down I phone, resting in peace in a place of worship. Relief was an understatement, as my stress level returned to normal, and I was relieved to recover the misplaced Phone. Being in a house of worship I thanked the Lord for his help, slipped a few bucks in the collection box, and returned to my car for the journey home. So, the lesson I learned is that there are three important pieces of personal property a person must constantly be aware of when out and about: Wallet, Cell Phone, and car keys.

kavitykid Loc: Maryland

When I go out I instinctively go wallet, cell, keys with my hand. My wife makes fun of me but on occasion I have forgotten the cell and I turn around and go get it. A sign of old age but very important. I taught my 2 grandsons to drive and told them the first order of business is NEVER LEAVE HOME WITHOUT YOUR CELLPHONE.

DirtFarmer Loc: Escaped from the NYC area, back to MA

kavitykid wrote:

...the first order of business is NEVER LEAVE HOME WITHOUT YOUR CELLPHONE.

Correction:

...without your CHARGED cellphone.

kavitykid Loc: Maryland

DirtFarmer wrote:

Correction:

...without your CHARGED cellphone.

yup.

SteveR Loc: Michigan

I have had a pair of nice Serengeti Navigator sunglasses since 1995. I've misplaced them more than one time. Once I left them on the bench in front of my locker at my golf club, went home, and not finding them, went back to the club, amazed to see them still sitting there.

The oddest time, however, was at my car dealership. After waiting for maintenance on my car to be finished I looked around and couldn't fine my sunglasses. I looked everywhere in the dealership that I'd been and couldn't find them. Finally I asked somebody in the lounge if they'd seen them. They told me they were on my head. I NEVER put my glasses or sunglasses up on my head, but that day I had, and forgot that I had. No wonder I couldn't find them. I was thankful to find them but felt like a total ditz.

muggins88 Loc: Inverness, Florida

Indiana wrote:

So, as I prepared for bed last evening, I searched for my cell phone and could not find it. It has happened before, so I simply dialed my cell phone number from my land line and waited for the familiar ring tone that identified its location. Well, there was no ring. After looking in my car, searching familiar locations, and trying the ring tone approach several times again, I went into panic mode. You see, I need my phone next to my bed at night to monitor my pacemaker that submits a report to my cardiologist daily, somewhere around 2:00 AM. It also sits on my recharging stand to refresh the battery as a secondary necessity. So, it's late in the evening, I'm ready for bed, and I'm stressed out over the lost phone. As I try to fall asleep, I rehash my activities of the day and possible locations I might have lost the phone, and where I was at with the phone in my hand as a last recollection. I decided it must be at the VA, where I had my appointment with Father Dave, Catholic Chaplin and spiritual leader for Veterans in Northeast Indiana. I had a restless night, constantly waking up deliberating my predicament and potential outcomes, disgusted with myself for being so careless, and dreading a sleep deprived continuation of my problem at sunrise. I got up earlier than usual, did my morning routine in the bathroom, made breakfast and fed the cat, and then called my cell phone only to hear the familiar ring tone go unanswered. I thought about my prior day with Father Dave, remembered I had the phone in hand inside the Chapel prior to our spiritual meeting, and concluded that I may have inadvertently left the phone on a black covered chair that matched the matt finish of my phone cover on the iPhone 8 I have owned for years. Well, I made the hour drive to the regional VA, walked quickly through the waiting area and check-in compartments, down the hallway to the Chapel. Opening the door to an empty chapel I quickly went to the rear when our meeting was held, stared at the black chairs as I approached, and there, almost completely blended into the seat covering was my face down I phone, resting in peace in a place of worship. Relief was an understatement, as my stress level returned to normal, and I was relieved to recover the misplaced Phone. Being in a house of worship I thanked the Lord for his help, slipped a few bucks in the collection box, and returned to my car for the journey home. So, the lesson I learned is that there are three important pieces of personal property a person must constantly be aware of when out and about: Wallet, Cell Phone, and car keys.

So, as I prepared for bed last evening, I searched... (show quote)

Add credit card to that - or money.

DaleBrown

Indiana wrote:

So, as I prepared for bed last evening, I searched for my cell phone and could not find it. It has happened before, so I simply dialed my cell phone number from my land line and waited for the familiar ring tone that identified its location. Well, there was no ring. After looking in my car, searching familiar locations, and trying the ring tone approach several times again, I went into panic mode. You see, I need my phone next to my bed at night to monitor my pacemaker that submits a report to my cardiologist daily, somewhere around 2:00 AM. It also sits on my recharging stand to refresh the battery as a secondary necessity. So, it's late in the evening, I'm ready for bed, and I'm stressed out over the lost phone. As I try to fall asleep, I rehash my activities of the day and possible locations I might have lost the phone, and where I was at with the phone in my hand as a last recollection. I decided it must be at the VA, where I had my appointment with Father Dave, Catholic Chaplin and spiritual leader for Veterans in Northeast Indiana. I had a restless night, constantly waking up deliberating my predicament and potential outcomes, disgusted with myself for being so careless, and dreading a sleep deprived continuation of my problem at sunrise. I got up earlier than usual, did my morning routine in the bathroom, made breakfast and fed the cat, and then called my cell phone only to hear the familiar ring tone go unanswered. I thought about my prior day with Father Dave, remembered I had the phone in hand inside the Chapel prior to our spiritual meeting, and concluded that I may have inadvertently left the phone on a black covered chair that matched the matt finish of my phone cover on the iPhone 8 I have owned for years. Well, I made the hour drive to the regional VA, walked quickly through the waiting area and check-in compartments, down the hallway to the Chapel. Opening the door to an empty chapel I quickly went to the rear when our meeting was held, stared at the black chairs as I approached, and there, almost completely blended into the seat covering was my face down I phone, resting in peace in a place of worship. Relief was an understatement, as my stress level returned to normal, and I was relieved to recover the misplaced Phone. Being in a house of worship I thanked the Lord for his help, slipped a few bucks in the collection box, and returned to my car for the journey home. So, the lesson I learned is that there are three important pieces of personal property a person must constantly be aware of when out and about: Wallet, Cell Phone, and car keys.

So, as I prepared for bed last evening, I searched... (show quote)

My mantra leaving the house “phone keys wallet phone keys wallet phone keys wallet”

tomad Loc: North Carolina

Indiana wrote:

So, as I prepared for bed last evening, I searched for my cell phone and could not find it. It has happened before, so I simply dialed my cell phone number from my land line and waited for the familiar ring tone that identified its location. Well, there was no ring. After looking in my car, searching familiar locations, and trying the ring tone approach several times again, I went into panic mode. You see, I need my phone next to my bed at night to monitor my pacemaker that submits a report to my cardiologist daily, somewhere around 2:00 AM. It also sits on my recharging stand to refresh the battery as a secondary necessity. So, it's late in the evening, I'm ready for bed, and I'm stressed out over the lost phone. As I try to fall asleep, I rehash my activities of the day and possible locations I might have lost the phone, and where I was at with the phone in my hand as a last recollection. I decided it must be at the VA, where I had my appointment with Father Dave, Catholic Chaplin and spiritual leader for Veterans in Northeast Indiana. I had a restless night, constantly waking up deliberating my predicament and potential outcomes, disgusted with myself for being so careless, and dreading a sleep deprived continuation of my problem at sunrise. I got up earlier than usual, did my morning routine in the bathroom, made breakfast and fed the cat, and then called my cell phone only to hear the familiar ring tone go unanswered. I thought about my prior day with Father Dave, remembered I had the phone in hand inside the Chapel prior to our spiritual meeting, and concluded that I may have inadvertently left the phone on a black covered chair that matched the matt finish of my phone cover on the iPhone 8 I have owned for years. Well, I made the hour drive to the regional VA, walked quickly through the waiting area and check-in compartments, down the hallway to the Chapel. Opening the door to an empty chapel I quickly went to the rear when our meeting was held, stared at the black chairs as I approached, and there, almost completely blended into the seat covering was my face down I phone, resting in peace in a place of worship. Relief was an understatement, as my stress level returned to normal, and I was relieved to recover the misplaced Phone. Being in a house of worship I thanked the Lord for his help, slipped a few bucks in the collection box, and returned to my car for the journey home. So, the lesson I learned is that there are three important pieces of personal property a person must constantly be aware of when out and about: Wallet, Cell Phone, and car keys.

So, as I prepared for bed last evening, I searched... (show quote)

When I go anywhere I have a mental checklist of 4 things I need as I leave the house, your 3 plus my glasses. I have walked out without each one of those things before and without the phone or wallet or glasses many times. Since I had my keys those times I was on the road when I discovered what I left and had to go back for it. At least if I forget the keys I won't get far before I realize that!

DaleBrown

My glasses are on my face pretty much all the time, however I must admit that I have left the house without them on. Being far sighted I don't notice it until I have to read something up close.

whatdat Loc: Del Valle, Tx.

I leave the keys and wallet in my pants; so they are there when I get up. The cellphone I have forgotten until I got away from the house and had to go back for them. Got hearing aids last year. No problem there; my wife will tell me to turn the tv news volume down or did you hear what I - where are your hearing aids?

pdsdville Loc: Midlothian, Tx

Key fob always in the right front pocket, knife in left, and cell phone in back left pocket to be removed when I get in the car and placed on the console. When I'm out with my phone the number one rule is "Never set it down, anywhere", no matter how easy it is to do. Put in in your pocket. Uncomfortable, tough but you will never loose it if you stick to that one rule.

bobups Loc: Bath pa

The worst I seen was a guy at Costco shut off his car at the fuel pumps and when he went to start car he realized he dropped his wife off at store with the keyless remote.

wrangler5 Loc: Missouri

I have a remote key fob for my car, which I wear around my neck on a dogtag chain (along with a door key and a pill bottle with one dose of my daily 8 pill regimen.) I'm retired, and now only wear ties to weddings and funerals, so the keys hang inside my shirt. Still have to think about the wallet and phone, but at least the keys are taken care of. And if for some reason I DO forget, I can't get into the car without going back to find 'em.

Warhorse Loc: SE Michigan

kavitykid wrote:

When I go out I instinctively go wallet, cell, keys with my hand. My wife makes fun of me but on occasion I have forgotten the cell and I turn around and go get it. A sign of old age but very important. I taught my 2 grandsons to drive and told them the first order of business is NEVER LEAVE HOME WITHOUT YOUR CELLPHONE.

I do the same, but have to include my concealed pistol!

Dannj

Remember
🎶Head and shoulders
knees and toes🎶
Now it’s
🎶Glasses, wallet
keys and phone🎶