As a sort of consolation, let me tell you that I do that to myself. At some occasion I put something down, or even in storage, in a perfectly obvious place. Not only reasonable, me being me, but an obvious one.
A bit later, when I'm in a different mindset, I am getting closer to panic when the thing is in none of the places it can possibly be expected to be.
I mostly do that with small things, not something as large as a bass guitar, but yeah ... In this case I probably watched whoever carried it in and told them it was an acceptable location, planning to move it myself after everything else had been unloaded, and then forgot.
Apart from the "it's my bass! aspect, I'm not sure whether this is better or worse than the "I know I left it someplace that made sense to me at the time" feeling. (There's more frustration when I know I left somthing in a Place Where It Could Not Be Overlooked and still can't find it; there's more fear when I don't even remember having put it down anyplace.)
And then there's helping someone else look for something lost, and being told "Don't look there. I would never have put it there." If it were someplace you would have put it, you would have found it already.
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A bit later, when I'm in a different mindset, I am getting closer to panic when the thing is in none of the places it can possibly be expected to be.
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Apart from the "it's my bass! aspect, I'm not sure whether this is better or worse than the "I know I left it someplace that made sense to me at the time" feeling. (There's more frustration when I know I left somthing in a Place Where It Could Not Be Overlooked and still can't find it; there's more fear when I don't even remember having put it down anyplace.)
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