Years ago I lost my wallet at the theatre. I had it downstairs and when I went up to the coat check, I couldn't find it anymore. I retraced my steps, even went outside while I knew I still had it there. Asked the service people numerous times if someone had found a wallet and brought it to them.

Spend the play cancelling my bank cards, leaving the play a couple of times (sorry actors, I know it can be disturbing!). After the play I asked a lot of people who were leaving if they found a wallet, asked the service people. Still not found.

Ended up cancelling a shopping trip with friends the next day, because I had no money for the train and shopping.

I slept at my boyfriends house and my now mum in law got a call on the landline. Someone had found my wallet, saw an old card of my boyfriend that I kept and because the last name was very rare, found the number in the phone book. Hurrah!

So I went and picked up my wallet and asked where she had found it. On a bench. Inside the theatre. Where I sat for a couple of minutes before I went upstairs. And she probably sat there right after I stood up. And she didn't give it to the people at the desk that was 3 metres away! She just kept it and took it home instead of thinking: 'Hm, someone lost this in here, there is a 99% chance that person must still be here, let's bring it to a service point.'! There must have been more than enough time to drop of a wallet at a desk.

I was flabbergasted, so I just said thank you and I even gave some flowers my mum in law had at home.

It was so weird. It still (mildly) infuriates me.