This makes me think of 'Mr. J' one of our elderly regulars at my store. Mr. J is said getting a bit senile in his old age and sometimes goes for a wander and ends up at the store. He lives with his children and has a full time nurse, but sometime he manages to escape their careful eyes. He's a really sweet old man, who tells some of the best stories I've ever heard. We have his family's contact information at the store so we can call them and let them know Mr. J is safe at the store and they should come get him (we got it after his 'first' escape and they spent several panicked hours looking for him). He often wanders in on my graveyard shifts gets a cup of coffee and sits and tells me stories of which I'm not sure they really happened, and after he finishes his coffee, I call his kids (not sure if it's his son or daughter and their spouse he lives with or not) and they collect him.
He's never been any trouble, and I imagine he enjoys getting out for a little while and isn't quiet as far gone as he lets his kids believe he is.
He's never been any trouble, and I imagine he enjoys getting out for a little while and isn't quiet as far gone as he lets his kids believe he is.
Comment