I'd like to be able to blame someone else, but other than ryf mentioning piercings some entries back I had no reason to check on the two holes in my earlobes I've had since I was five. (I nearly never wear earrings and only put some studs in every six months or so to stop them from closing up.)
And even though the first rule about dealing with earrings I've ever learned was "If you put them on in front of the bathroom mirror, put the plug in!" I didn't. Meaning of course, the thing went sailing into the siphon at the first opportunity.
Now, I growing up with two younger sisters meant my parents taught us very soon how to get stuff out of there, because something would disappear down the drain pretty regularly.
Out came the plumber wrench and screwdriver, off came the siphon and soon I had my earring back. No problem so far. Only, I didn't count on the age of the plumbing here.
The rubber of the first gasket started to crumble while I was still taking the thing apart. Which means, that now we'll have to deal with a non-working bathroom sink until I can get a new gasket tomorrow.
Now please excuse me, I feel the pressing need to hit my head against the wall a few times.
(And no spellcheck I did neither mean 'Rif-Raf' nor RAF when I wrote 'ryf')