I feel like I’m having that conversation with my father all the time and he still doesn’t get it.
The icing on that cake is that he totally has undiagnosed ADHD and PTSD, and he’s a rich old white man so he gets to go through life ignoring the consequences (for other people) and saying things like “That’s not my problem,” when anyone calls him out.
My phone, wallet and keys.
And yes, I have some tech tricks to find my phone. Problem is, I always forget to plug it in, so it’s always running out of battery.