When I bought the older Digital Rebel it was at an extreme bargain price, partially because it didn't come with a battery charger. I hied off to the local Haus of Batt'ries and picked up a second battery and a "Universal Charger For Canon Batteries".
The latter proved a good choice because when the newer Rebel XTi arrived, Canon had done that consumer electronics thing and changed the batteries on the newer camera. It came with a charger, but I still felt pretty prescient for having bought the universal unit, because how handy, right? It would even accommodate the battery for the ShowerPot.
I packed it up, or I assume I did, back the morning I left for Tennessee, but it appears to have gone all air-soluble on me. I swear I didn't use it while I was down there, and I have riffled through the pockets of all my traveling accoutrement with no joy. I'd cast my memories back to the morning of my departure, except that little mind-eraser on the basement stairs is taking up all the RAM dedicated to the events of that morning, reducing everything else to vague shadows.
This is going to drive me buggy. Or buggier, at any rate.
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Understood, that's the stuff that drives me bonkers.
5 years ago I took my bride on a cruise for our 25th anniversary. After we got off of the ship and checked in to a hotel in Miami...I looked EVERYWHERE for my iPod. Seriously...I was breaking out in a cold sweat thinking about flying home without dah musik...
We called the cruise line to see if I'd left it in the cabin...and just assumed that our cabin attendent got a freebee when lost and found didn't find...
18 months later, after I'd bought a new one, I found my iPod in a small side pocket of my carry on...right where I remembered putting it when my hand touched it.
It's heck getting old...I wouldn't advise it...
The camera doesn't have a removable memory card? Oh...it's Compact Flash, not SD. So I'm guessing you don't have a reader for it...
I just found a pair of prescription sunglasses that had been missing for over a year, sitting on a shelf of my CD cabinet. Since all my music has been converted over to my phone and laptop, I rarely venture to the land of archives. Go figure.
This reminded me of the time I flew back from a business trip only to not have my car key with me. I thought I had placed it in my laptop bag outer zipper pocket like always. I searched everything strewing my clothes all over the top of my car at the IND long term parking. Dejected, I got a ride home and while in transit, called the hotel I stayed at and they searched the room I stayed in and no luck.
So I get home, some 50 miles away from my car and arrange for another ride back to IND with the spare key. While awaiting my friend's arrival, I searched my laptop bag once more, nothing. Then I shook it and heard something, it was the key, it had slipped into the liner of the bag via a hole underneath the zipper just barely large enough for it to escape the pocket. Needless to say, that bag is no longer with us.
I doubt your charger is small enough to perform that same trick.
I guess in keeping with the theme here, I should note that my wife once lost her driver's license while visiting her parents in Florida. She discovered this on the way to the airport coming home. I can't recall exactly how she got through TSA, but she did.
Anyway, she got home and searched her luggage thoroughly. Her mother searched the condo ditto. No license. So she went to the BMV and went through that fresh hell to get a replacement license.
We vacationed down there a couple of months later, after her parents had gone home to Pennsylvania, and almost immediately she found it in the pocket of a pair of shorts she'd worn and left there. The trick was that they were her mother's shorts -- she'd borrowed them when hers were in the laundry. So her mother hadn't looked there...
Made perfect sense to me.
Heh.
Put item in an unusual place for just a second to deal with a pressing problem.
New location doesn't make it into long term memory.
Item is "lost".
Well, I know how it works, yeah, but this means it's probably shelved in some odd nook in gunsmithing at CCA...
Hate it when that happens, especially around the aircraft. That can make for some long days.
Not to worry; it will reappear exactly fourteen microseconds after you open the box on its' replacement.
(Which is why I have many pairs of things.)
I always find such items when I'm looking for something else.
I just knew I had a .30 caliber bore snake but couldn't find it last time I was cleaning so I did without.
Saturday evening I was going through a rifle bag looking for a screwdriver missing from its spot in my rack of gunsmith screwdrivers and found said bore snake.
Never found the screwdriver.
I just wish I'd stop doing it.
Very annoying. I generally find it right after I buy a replacement of whatever it is.
I had a girlfriend who managed to lose her passport while on a flight to England. She was painfully blond, I almost left her on the plane.
She did finally find it.
"Where did you put it last"? was a question that my apple cheeked old mother used to ask me whenever I lost something.
No wonder my teeth are ground down to stumps.
My battery charger for my extra phone batteries died this weekend. I feel ya.
Speaking of losing a valued item in a gunsmith's cranny...I snapped the extractor retention pin in a Mossy due to over-vigorous dry fire. Time passed. Made the acquaintance of a shop with an actual gunsmith. Brought the bolt around. Didn't meet the smith, got a work order and left it with sales. About a year later, well after duck season, etc, I am in the shop and ask after the bolt. Gunsmith says "huh?" and heads towards the tools. Pops out a minute later with a repaired bolt and an apology for having put on his bench and buried that never registered. No charge, rightfully.
Everything I lose is always found in the last place I look.
LCB: It's heck getting old...
but consider the alternative.
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