The Case of the Missing Bling, by Lisa (SF, CA)
(type: bizarre ... a third person account - this is a story that happened to one person and was told to me by another person the night I decided to create WSB)
Ed: I hate to include a third-person story, but not only is this a really good one, it's the first story that I actually collected for this purpose (well, it was also to make conversation with the author). I wasn't given any names, so I'm making them up.
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Marcus was vacationing in Mexico when he met another U.S. traveller, Maria, a cute chick who liked him enough to take him into the hot tub, where they... you know. Just before the you know commenced, Maria set her valuable Cartier watch on the side of the tub. Eventually they ended up in her room, at which point Maria realized that her watch was gone. She asked Marcus where her watch was, to which he replied "What watch?"
"You know what watch," she said. "The one you stole." Marcus assured her that he did not steal her watch, so they went back down to the hot tub to see if it was there, which of course it wasn't. Before long they had the entire hotel staff searching for the watch, to no avail.
The next day, Marcus was walking on the beach when he saw a woman scanning the sand with a metal detector. He walked up and asked her if she had come across a gold watch. She asked him to describe it, which he tried to do, and then she put down her detector, walked out into the water and started digging in the sand. She pulled up a canister of some kind and brought it back, opened it up, and... handed him a gold Cartier watch. Bizarre, to say the least, but unbelievably fortunate.
Not so fortunate was the coincidence that Marcus, the man who Maria was sure had stolen from her, now had the watch. He couldn't very well give it back and expect her to believe that he had never stolen it, so he asked a hotel manager to do so and say that he had found it. Maria was so grateful that she gave the man a $5000 reward.

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Just a side note on this entry: When I told Lisa that I was collecting stories, she started to tell me a different story, but then stopped when she realized I was going to be publishing it. It turns out she's pitching her best story as a sitcom (and has apparently been fairly successful with it), so she couldn't let me have it. :)
Posted by: Whit | November 12, 2005 05:57 PM