My brother ended up lost in a major city, 3 hours away from home and our parents. He didn’t know where he parked his car, just that it was “at a hotel”. Drugs were almost certainly involved.
His strategy was to wander around asking to borrow strangers’ cell phones until he ended up in a gas station run by an immigrant couple who were OMG lovely. They let him use their phone and they fed him until my parents could drive over and pick him up.
My parents found his car by posting “lost car” ad on Craigslist with a reward.
Anyways, my strategy’s probably to find a local library or equivalent and email my partner and friends a “please help” message. Hopefully someone lends/gives me clothes along the way.
Edit: oops, I said 3 miles. It was 3 hours. Updated.
My partner’s company starts some standup meetings with optional ice breaker questions. Partner will frequently will say “pass” when the ice breaker comes to him. Since he goes early in the rotation, it helps emphasize to newer employees that they don’t have to answer, either.
Anyways, I’m proud of him for helping destigmatize non-participation in silly stuff.