We had some discussion of underwear in the comments a couple of weeks ago which naturally reminded me of something interesting: the recurrent problem of misplaced panties. This first item is a description of the contents of the RMC Lost and Found from the December, 1961 Thresher — click to enlarge it and then read down to the end:
And this note turned up in a scrapbook circa mid-1950s, name blacked out to protect the guilty:
I would have offered a reward.
I almost used this as a spur to a New Year’s resolution but I couldn’t decide if I should resolve to keep my underwear out of the Lost and Found or find some way to get it in.
Regarding the “pink” panties, I know whose they are and if she doesn’t start being nice to me, I’m going to tell.
Regarding the “beige” panties, it just shows the tricks memory can play on a person; I remembered them as being “brown.”
Probably a relatively innocent laundry mishap, most likely. Some girl from Jones found them mixed up with her stuff in the dryer and thought the easiest thing to do was take them to lost and found.
LOL – in an unrelated note. Once when participating in a voluntary clean up of a stretch of road on a Texas highway (Boerne area) we calculated the trash haul as 2.25 bras per-mile and 1.5 panties per-mile. Beer bottles and cans – beyond calculation!
Susan, did there seem to be any correlation between the occurrence of the beer containers and the undies?