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GONE! Just fucking GONE!
Last night, I walked over to greet a little kid and what I assumed was his mother, I bend down and ask the kid, "Hi, how are you today?"
The lady is on the phone, but turns to me and says, "I found him, alone and just wandering..."
Crap, that can't be good. I look them both over, the lady's probably forty, the kid is under ten, barefoot, in pajama pants, and, I catch a quick glimpse of the underside of his feet (Just got lucky) and they are really damn dirty. Oh, wonderful, he walked here... I think very briefly: 'Well, this is all sorts of screwed up...' but I tell the guest service desk, and she calls both of the night managers, in quick succession, while I do my best to watch the woman so I'll know where the kid is.
Both of the front end managers come storming up front as another customer catches my attention to tell me there are 'some hoodlums outside the other door, asking people to 'donate' to some unnamed charity'... I promise to tell a manager, and turn back to look for the lady, and she's gone... Front end manager asks me as he's walking by, "What's going on?" I try to tell him everything at once, and he says, "No, where's the kid?" I point him in the direction I last saw the lady, he walks all the way down to that end of the store, looking EVERYWHERE for her, doesn't find her. He kinda shrugs in my direction, and I can do nothing from here.
I turn around to see a cop walking in, he asks me where Guest service is, I point, he goes. At the same moment, the OTHER night manager comes up and asks me for a description of the kid and the lady, so I do my best to give them. Cop and Night Manager start talking, scour the store a bit, and finally find the kid, then spend the better part of ten minutes getting the kid to talk to them, with no luck. They offer cookies, they offer books, nothing. The lady's family apparently was near to hand, so her husband (I'm guessing) steps in, offering to hold the kid while they figure out what to do.
The next thing I know, the cop is carrying the kid out of the store, cause he's not following when the cop leads, and I overhear, "You get to ride in an awesome car..."
I go for my break, and Other Night Manager just happens to be standing at the register I check out through. And he says, just in passing, "Yeah, they found the dad, and he said, 'He's very autistic, he must've gotten over the wall'."
You know your child is autistic, and you took your eyes off him for more than a minute? He was in our store at least half an hour! Secondly, THE WALL? You keep your child locked up? I'm not even a parent and I'm offended here...
On top of all that, the ice company came in to replace our defective machine, by taking the old one out, piece by piece, leaving a huge, empty spot where it was, as the truck that was supposed to show up with the replacement never showed.
Someone tried to buy a gift card using a different gift card (from a different store, and a temporary license) had to get front end manager's approval for that one...
Last night, I walked over to greet a little kid and what I assumed was his mother, I bend down and ask the kid, "Hi, how are you today?"
The lady is on the phone, but turns to me and says, "I found him, alone and just wandering..."
Crap, that can't be good. I look them both over, the lady's probably forty, the kid is under ten, barefoot, in pajama pants, and, I catch a quick glimpse of the underside of his feet (Just got lucky) and they are really damn dirty. Oh, wonderful, he walked here... I think very briefly: 'Well, this is all sorts of screwed up...' but I tell the guest service desk, and she calls both of the night managers, in quick succession, while I do my best to watch the woman so I'll know where the kid is.Both of the front end managers come storming up front as another customer catches my attention to tell me there are 'some hoodlums outside the other door, asking people to 'donate' to some unnamed charity'... I promise to tell a manager, and turn back to look for the lady, and she's gone... Front end manager asks me as he's walking by, "What's going on?" I try to tell him everything at once, and he says, "No, where's the kid?" I point him in the direction I last saw the lady, he walks all the way down to that end of the store, looking EVERYWHERE for her, doesn't find her. He kinda shrugs in my direction, and I can do nothing from here.
I turn around to see a cop walking in, he asks me where Guest service is, I point, he goes. At the same moment, the OTHER night manager comes up and asks me for a description of the kid and the lady, so I do my best to give them. Cop and Night Manager start talking, scour the store a bit, and finally find the kid, then spend the better part of ten minutes getting the kid to talk to them, with no luck. They offer cookies, they offer books, nothing. The lady's family apparently was near to hand, so her husband (I'm guessing) steps in, offering to hold the kid while they figure out what to do.
The next thing I know, the cop is carrying the kid out of the store, cause he's not following when the cop leads, and I overhear, "You get to ride in an awesome car..."
I go for my break, and Other Night Manager just happens to be standing at the register I check out through. And he says, just in passing, "Yeah, they found the dad, and he said, 'He's very autistic, he must've gotten over the wall'."
You know your child is autistic, and you took your eyes off him for more than a minute? He was in our store at least half an hour! Secondly, THE WALL? You keep your child locked up? I'm not even a parent and I'm offended here...
On top of all that, the ice company came in to replace our defective machine, by taking the old one out, piece by piece, leaving a huge, empty spot where it was, as the truck that was supposed to show up with the replacement never showed.
Someone tried to buy a gift card using a different gift card (from a different store, and a temporary license) had to get front end manager's approval for that one...
That would be cool!
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