Jeremiah bought me a 1-hr massage for Christmas and then I lost the gift card. I've felt like a complete moron about it and on top of feeling like the-idiot-that-lost-an-awesome-gift, I've had a tension headache, just to add injury to insult.
Yesterday I finally called the massage store(?) and asked if there was anything I could do - short of actually finding the card, or a receipt, or purchasing another massage, or trading my first-born - to get the massage without the card. The great news is that they had record of the purchase on my "account" so I can still go in and get that massage.
Then today I found the card just sitting on the floor in the laundry room. No idea how it got there, I'd already been through all the clothes, yet there it was. Even though I know I don't need it, I'll still feel better taking it in with me.
I never said it was an interesting story.