
Originally Posted by
FrankenWashie
Yes, like when you've gathered together all of the little fiddly parts for a mechanism and you pop them on the counter while you just flick some dust off the counter and then WHOOPSIE!
You accidentally knock said fiddly bits on to the floor, where some of them stop dead and others ricochet off into the distance.
Under the workbench.
Behind the wood stack.
Swooped on and carried off by the Cat that you could have sworn blind was fast asleep on the rug.
Helpfully bury themselves in the predictably large pile of swept up wood shavings I hadn't yet dust panned into the bin.
Across ten feet of concrete slab, missing every potential restraining or diverting obstacle to drop cleanly through the relatively small apertures of the floor drain grate.
Relate? Why yes, I think I can.