I do my nut regularly at my son for being so forgetful. He’s lost a fair, few telephones, among other things, in the past. We recently returned from the UK where the very first thing I did was to forget my main suitcase. I left it on the terminal train at Heathrow.
My son loved that. Very fortunately, somebody had handed the bag in to lost property, but a lesson was learnt.
I do understand that sinking feeling as you realise that you’ve gone and lost something necessary.