I was putting on a pair of pants today, and the back pocket felt lumpy. I put my hand in the pocket to smooth down the fabric and found a lump of cash that had gone through a full wash and dry cycle. Thank goodness US currency is more cloth than paper. It was $250 - two c-notes and a fifty. I never get those large bills unless I'm going to a strip club or a casino, and I knew these were from my last review of Oz. How's that for luck of the Irish? Maybe I only found it because I put on a green shirt, first. $250 found 6 weeks later. What's the most forgotten strip club spending cash you found, and what's the longest duration?
Way back when I was married and broke I would take a little money here and there and hide it until I had enough to make a trip to a strip club.
I thought that I probably had enough so I went to count it where I had been hiding it...The inside pocket of a sport coat that I never wear. Shit! The coat was not in the closet. I asked my wife where it was and she told me she had taken it to the cleaners.
I rushed to the cleaners and explained that I needed to get something out of one of the pockets. I didn't have the claim stub but he found the coat and the money was still there. Almost $300.
On short trips (driving or flying) I usually carry a duffel bag that has a million zippered compartments. It’s always a thrill to find money hidden in one of the zippers.
I found a $100 bill at a club in Los Angeles a couple weeks ago. I promptly blew it on a lame private room so basically just recycled it back into the club
First “jobs” were all cash paying. Grew up around seniors citizens so I mowed their lawns, made tips at a country club on weekends hanging up coats, and painted houses. So much better than my high school buddies making burgers or pizzas. Not sure why I hated going to the bank. Decided it was wise to press my $$$ flat between books instead. Money fit in my wallet better. I still like paying in cash. And strip clubs that didn’t sell alcohol didn’t check ID… maybe a mustache at age 16 helped. I came home from college and my parents decided to donate the Encyclopedia set. I was putting them into boxes. Dropped a couple and over $1000 fell out.
I used to fold up a little money and put it in pockets of my wallet where "drunk me" wouldn't find it when buying dances - but maybe I could find it to pay the taxi after I got home. Didn't work very well.
One time I withdrew $9090 dollars cash. The teller put it in a bank envelope and I took it home and stashed it away. a few years later I had completely forgotten about it. I was getting something out of the console of my 1989 suburban and was feeling around in the other portion of the console that is normally not easily accessible. Guess what I found? it came out a good time because I was going to buy my daughter's Prius when she got her Tesla. purchase price was $10,000 for the Prius. so damn cool having $9090 allready available to give her!
There was a time when when I was a little less responsible, and coming home drunk with bills stuffed in various pockets was the norm. It was always a good day when I found some cash when doing laundry. I also had some suits that I'd wear very infrequently and I didn't send the jackets cleaners every time, quite often I'd find cash stashed in the breast pockets. It was counter balanced by the times I was sure I left cash in the pockets of the pants, but those generally did need to be cleaned. And of course the dry cleaner never found a single thing in the pockets.
Nowadays I'm in the sweet spot where I'm responsible enough to not leave cash around because I had a little buzz on or was otherwise reckless, and not yet old enough where I forget or lose it temporarily. So, yeah, yet another of life's little pleasures lost to middle age. But I do have various sized piles of cash squirreled around in various places, center console of the truck always has stripper money, a dresser drawer has a few hundred, an envelope in the filing cabinet has a few grand, the gun safe has a sizable stash, etc. Somehow using money from those stashes makes it feel like found money.
At Bourbon Street in Phoenix, I always put my phone between the cushions behind me in the VIP booths. I’ve found cash in there several times, but the most was only about $100. Still a nice unexpected bonus, which was always spent on additional dances. I’ve forgotten my phone a couple of times, but always got it back, and now retrieving my phone after dances is almost like muscle memory.
Finding someone else's money is always a bit of a mixed bag. It's nice for me, but I usually have some empathy for whoever lost it too. Except for the rare cases where it's a faceless megacorp or known asshole who is on the losing end, then it's just a double bonus.
Reminds me of a visit to BT about a year ago. I was sitting with a dancer at the bar just shooting the shit. She was borderline hot enough to do anything with. Anyway, she must have had recently taken a few shots or done some sort of drug because she went from being a little buzzed to being clearly intoxicated to the point where I lost all interest. She made the hard sell, but I didn't bite. She took offense and decided to show me her roll of cash to "prove" she was hot and worth the money somehow before hurling some obscenities my way and storming off in a huff. I had a little giggle with the bartender, the girl who collects the money for rooms, and another nearby stripper who was engaged with her customer but overheard the whole thing. Then, a few minutes later when getting up to hit the head, I noticed her roll of cash on the floor.
I admit, I noticed that no one saw me find it and thought to myself even if they did they'd just assume I dropped it and recovered my own fumble. But I quickly thought better of it and instead of just keeping it I found the girl who had dropped it and returned it. The bitch accused me of stealing it and made a huge fuss. Nothing came of it, she was obviously wasted and the manger wasn't a total moron. I initially still thought I did the right thing. But on several visits after that, I noticed her shit talking about me to other dancers and I kinda wish I'd have just kept it.
^^^^^ @jascoi, you intentionally withdrew $9090 and forgot about it for "a few years"?? An amusing story, to be sure, and nice that you had a good use for it when you found it, but what was the purpose for your original withdrawal of what many might consider to be a large and oddly exact amount? Curious minds want to know...
I was getting lap dances at the old Inner Room Cabaret. When I ran out of money I went into my "big bills pocket" to reload and found $45.00, not the $845.00 that was supposed to be in there. I realized I had had my pocket picked by one of the last 2 dancers but had zero proof. I just sucked it up, went to the ATM and vowed to just fuggedaboutit. On the way to return the rental car I was smoking a bowl when I dropped the lighter between the console and my seat. I pulled over, fished around, found the lighter and then some napkins, which turned out to be $800.00. So glad I reacted well, accused no one and had forgotten my loss by the time I found the money. No one knows this story. First time admitting it.
gammanu you're my new hero! Thanks to this thread I found a little more than $300 that I had forgotten
For more than 25 years I've carried a drop wallet in clubs in case I lose or have it stolen. The first 5 months of last year I was sidelined while recovering from major heart surgery . In June I reassembled my club bag which included a different wallet and went back to supporting single mothers
Inspired by this thread last evening dug around and found my old wallet to my surprise it contained $325 that I have no memory of. So gammanu I and some unknown stripper wish to thank you for this topic. Oh and my newly found fortune will be gone by the end of the day
^you've got to love that, "Fuck me, I forgot about that" feeling when it's a good think. glad to hear you made it through the heart surgery and are back in the saddle
I was wrong about the $9,090. it was $9,900. I didn't want to trigger the IRS inquiry which they have at 10,000. I didn't have faith in the banking system at the time.
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I thought that I probably had enough so I went to count it where I had been hiding it...The inside pocket of a sport coat that I never wear. Shit! The coat was not in the closet. I asked my wife where it was and she told me she had taken it to the cleaners.
I rushed to the cleaners and explained that I needed to get something out of one of the pockets. I didn't have the claim stub but he found the coat and the money was still there. Almost $300.
Not sure why I hated going to the bank. Decided it was wise to press my $$$ flat between books instead. Money fit in my wallet better. I still like paying in cash. And strip clubs that didn’t sell alcohol didn’t check ID… maybe a mustache at age 16 helped.
I came home from college and my parents decided to donate the Encyclopedia set. I was putting them into boxes. Dropped a couple and over $1000 fell out.
it came out a good time because I was going to buy my daughter's Prius when she got her Tesla. purchase price was $10,000 for the Prius. so damn cool having $9090 allready available to give her!
Nowadays I'm in the sweet spot where I'm responsible enough to not leave cash around because I had a little buzz on or was otherwise reckless, and not yet old enough where I forget or lose it temporarily. So, yeah, yet another of life's little pleasures lost to middle age. But I do have various sized piles of cash squirreled around in various places, center console of the truck always has stripper money, a dresser drawer has a few hundred, an envelope in the filing cabinet has a few grand, the gun safe has a sizable stash, etc. Somehow using money from those stashes makes it feel like found money.
I admit, I noticed that no one saw me find it and thought to myself even if they did they'd just assume I dropped it and recovered my own fumble. But I quickly thought better of it and instead of just keeping it I found the girl who had dropped it and returned it. The bitch accused me of stealing it and made a huge fuss. Nothing came of it, she was obviously wasted and the manger wasn't a total moron. I initially still thought I did the right thing. But on several visits after that, I noticed her shit talking about me to other dancers and I kinda wish I'd have just kept it.
On the way to return the rental car I was smoking a bowl when I dropped the lighter between the console and my seat. I pulled over, fished around, found the lighter and then some napkins, which turned out to be $800.00. So glad I reacted well, accused no one and had forgotten my loss by the time I found the money. No one knows this story. First time admitting it.
For more than 25 years I've carried a drop wallet in clubs in case I lose or have it stolen.
The first 5 months of last year I was sidelined while recovering from major heart surgery .
In June I reassembled my club bag which included a different wallet and went back to supporting single mothers
Inspired by this thread last evening dug around and found my old wallet to my surprise it contained $325 that I have no memory of.
So gammanu I and some unknown stripper wish to thank you for this topic. Oh and my newly found fortune will be gone by the end of the day