Years ago, I was hired to record a live performance of Lee Konitz at a local college with my friends jazz quartet. We loaded up the gear, picked up the players and drove to the club ..... what the drummer failed to do was put his stick bag IN THE CAR. He placed it on the roof as he unlocked the door ... yup - we drove off with the bag on the roof (and not for long!).
We got there and had everything EXCEPT DRUMSTICKS! Aaaaagh! Luckily, it was a college town and we went knocking on dorm doors, frantically in search of the magical implements of rhythm ... what a nightmare. We found a pair after about 45 minutes, and Lee was PISSED.