Apropos of nothing, that reminds me of this.
Guy I used to work with wandered in to IT (ie, us) to request a replacement mobile phone.
Story goes that he'd been out in his yacht(*), fishing or entertaining supermodels or something, who knows, and put the phone on the edge of the boat for reasons best known to himself but probably seemed a good idea at the time. Maybe he needed both hands to pour his champagne or something.
The inevitable happens, clunk-splosh-oops. So far, so predictable.
Then he says, "so, I made a note of where I was, then went back on foot when the tide had gone out and had a look for it. Here," and hands us a bedraggled Nokia that's somewhat badly water- and salt-damaged. Uh… thanks?
(* – which should tell you something about the salaries of financial advisors)