The Museum of Fumbled Bags

Sold too early, bought the top, tossed the shoebox of baseball cards? Tell it here, anonymously. Jonathan reads every story, and each one he hangs gets a painting.

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A grieving composer clutches a few coins beside his lute as a glowing miniature house symbolizes the ownership stake he failed to request.

Fumble No. 1

Anonymous · Oil on regret ·

I wrote a jingle for airbnb when they were pre-funding and when they couldn't pay me my rate, i settled for less money, when all i neede to do was ask for equity