I'm a few minutes into my break when I get a radio call from cleaning that a 'young man' is looking for his mom. Usually, young man/lady is what we say for children lost from their parents; better than blaring 'I have a lost kid!' over the radio. So I drop my soup and race-over, while asking over the radio for the cleaner to try to get his mommie's name so we can page. I come to the store to find....a 20-some year old man looking for his 50+ mother who he was supposed to meet at the car.
We ended-up paging for his mother to meet him at the store, and he was supposed to wait there for her. He said she gets 'confused' so that made me concerned enough to walk around looking for her. Half-way through, I looked down to see him get up from the bench and just...walk away. Afterwards I couldn't find him or his mother, so either he saw her and went to meet her, got a call that she was out at the car, or remembered he actually drove here alone. I don't know! But there went my 1/2 hour lunch.
Afterwards, I asked cleaning to make sure they said 'gentleman or lady' for adults, because they had us panicking that we had a lost kid!
We ended-up paging for his mother to meet him at the store, and he was supposed to wait there for her. He said she gets 'confused' so that made me concerned enough to walk around looking for her. Half-way through, I looked down to see him get up from the bench and just...walk away. Afterwards I couldn't find him or his mother, so either he saw her and went to meet her, got a call that she was out at the car, or remembered he actually drove here alone. I don't know! But there went my 1/2 hour lunch.
Afterwards, I asked cleaning to make sure they said 'gentleman or lady' for adults, because they had us panicking that we had a lost kid!
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