http://notalwaysright.com/a-mothers-love-is-priceless-for-everything-else-theres-credit-cards/11640
(Retail | Dayton, OH, USA)
(A little girl walks up to me and my coworker. She is crying.)
Me: “Oh, honey. What’s wrong?”
Girl: “I can’t find my mom.”
Me: “Well, I can page over the speaker for her. What’s her name?”
(She gives me the name. My coworker gets a description of her mother as I page. When it’s a lost child, all we say is ‘We have something of yours’ for safety reasons. This is to make sure the child does go with their actual parent.)
Girl: “I think she left.”
Coworker: “No, she didn’t. She’s probably looking for you.”
Girl: “She said she was going to leave me if I didn’t keep up.”
Me: “She didn’t mean it. Don’t worry, she’ll be here.”
(We get the girl to talk about her school and dog to keep her mind off how scared she is. It is the longest we have waited for a parent to come. Her mother finally gets there, and stops as soon as she sees her daughter.)
Mother: “Oh, you! I thought I lost my credit card. Well, come on already! You’ve slowed me down enough.”
(The girl quietly walks over to her mother.)
Mother, to me: “Next time, just say it’s my daughter so I know not to rush!”
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