I go to shower and put my keys by my bag on the futon in the restroom. I get out, and the keys are gone.

I think that maybe someone turned them in, but nothing in the key box by the desk.

Nowhere in the gym.

My battery was getting low, so I hope that maybe they died and I locked my keys in the car.

Call my wife so come drive an hour to bring me the spare.

Gym owner says he used to work at a gas station and has seen some azzhole chit like people putting keys in the trash.

He goes to check the garbage, and my fuking keys are in there.

My keys were in the. FUKING RESTROOM GARBAGE.

How fukkin much of a kunt do you need to be to do that to someone you don't know?