Anyone seen my files?

I've come up with a system that works pretty well. I have a place for things, and then, when I'm done using them I put them back in their place. After a few decades, it makes it a lot easier to remember where they are. Seems to work for me...
 
I've come up with a system that works pretty well. I have a place for things, and then, when I'm done using them I put them back in their place. After a few decades, it makes it a lot easier to remember where they are. Seems to work for me...

this thread was not a joke. i am borderline obsessive/compulsive on replacing all my tools in the proper place. when i misplace something, it drives me absolutely crazy.

i have only done it maybe a half dozen times, but each one grinds me into the ground. that is why i'm going to start carrying all of my tools with me all of the time. i'm having a helluva problem with lathe chucks, but i will figure it out....
 
I've come up with a system that works pretty well. I have a place for things, and then, when I'm done using them I put them back in their place. After a few decades, it makes it a lot easier to remember where they are. Seems to work for me...

I've heard about people like you, and must say that if offends me mightlly. Besides I don't likely have a few decades left at my age to get into the practice of replacing things where they belong. Every time I go looking for something and after hours (hopefully) or days (not unusual) or longer (still not unusual) of looking make up my mind to put whatever it is in a place where I'll be able to easily find it next time . When next time comes around it still takes hours or days to find what it is I'm searching for.

I do believe that I'm the only person who has had a wrench in his hand, walked from one side of a motorcycle to the other, and misplaced the wrench on the journey - you know five or six steps maximum.
 
Your back's still OK then? I'm still getting used to squatting like a girl in high heels to get to the low stuff.
 
Charles,

I don't really have any common experiences with the guy. At work, I do remember many times where someone else would move one of my things, and I'd go looking for it. I'd always waste a bunch of my time making sure I wasn't the one who misplaced before going and asking around, even though I was 99.9% certain of where I'd put the item. Sometimes, I'd ask and they'd lie cause they didn't want to admit it when they realized I was on the prowl looking for my stuff. Then, gawd help the person responsible when I started looking where they likely might have left it, and found what I was looking for. I've been known to come a little unglued in such situations. ...do not lie to me...

Then he says
i am borderline obsessive/compulsive
Yea.... well if you met me, you might rescind that diagnosis... :D I"m pretty sure you'd think you don't qualify any more :D

The last things I remember looking for at home, was packed on my attic since I was in my last house. I knew where they were, but not which box they might have been in. With the summer heat, it took several trips, and the last box of items I'd saved, they were in. Now, I'll admit, I didn't remember what box they were in 20 years later, but I did know roughly where they were, and by golly, that's where I 'found' em! (ps, my attic ain't got much on it!)
 
ok, obsessive yes, compulsive no. i am sure i am not alone in having collected tools for 40+ years. after building motorcycles, cars, guns, etc; doing my own carpentry, plumbing and electrical work, i'd say i have a few tools around here.

a couple of months ago i misplaced a brand new carbide end mill, which i used extensively for removing Springfield XD front sights -- the factory installs these sights with a hydraulic press, and while i have the ability to 'unhydraulic' something, the slide is machined with an offset that requires a milled and stepped jig to hold it for un-hydraulicing. i have not had the time to make one, so i usually just cut the sight off.

i went crazy for a week looking for the damn thing, and it was sitting literally right in front of me all the time.

during a competition last week, i was running arround with my mag holder in my left hand asking everyone on my squad if they had seen my mag holder.

fortunately, my friends are kind to me about this sort of stuff. so is my wife...
 
crazy for a week = I only ate food that began with the letter 'p', i adamantly refused to wear any green shirts.

i have a spare mag holder. the one in the bathroom was safe.
 
well that's just retarted. the only color you CAN wear when eating foods beginning with the letter 'p' is green ones. anything else is alchemy. or verboten, i've fergoten

al
 
I give up. i thought everything was going great. i found my files. i was out at the range yesterday and found the target stapler i had misplaced in one of my range boxes.

not 5 minutes ago i pulled the soft jaws off my vise to lightly touch up a Springfield XD trigger bar, and when i turned around they were gone. i mean 100% absolutely vanished.

i have had enough of this. Check please! i'm going to start drinking again. anyone know where i can get a can of Sterno?
 
i swear by everything holy that there is a ghost in my workshop. i located the vise jaws -- they were under the files i recently located. this is bad JuJu...
 
ok, obsessive yes, compulsive no. i am sure i am not alone in having collected tools for 40+ years. after building motorcycles, cars, guns, etc; doing my own carpentry, plumbing and electrical work, i'd say i have a few tools around here.

a couple of months ago i misplaced a brand new carbide end mill, which i used extensively for removing Springfield XD front sights -- the factory installs these sights with a hydraulic press, and while i have the ability to 'unhydraulic' something, the slide is machined with an offset that requires a milled and stepped jig to hold it for un-hydraulicing. i have not had the time to make one, so i usually just cut the sight off.

i went crazy for a week looking for the damn thing, and it was sitting literally right in front of me all the time.

during a competition last week, i was running arround with my mag holder in my left hand asking everyone on my squad if they had seen my mag holder.

fortunately, my friends are kind to me about this sort of stuff. so is my wife...

Guilty of virtually the same. Carried a wrench around for 45 minutes looking for it, all the time every conceivable reason for it's missing going thru my head. I'm glad the customer I didn't like that had just left didn't show back up.:rolleyes:
 
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