I once tossed my son’s raincoat out the window of our fifth floor apartment.
The wind whipped it around and snagged it on the building’s flagpole, and I had to call the building superintendent to climb up there and retrieve it.
Once I was riding my bike at night and found something cool that I wanted to bring home (I used to dumpster dive). I could not carry it and ride at the same time.
I called my wife and had her throw my empty backpack off our 25th floor balcony.
I took a long long time to get to me.