Customer: “I’m lost. Can I use your phone?”

Me: “I’m sorry, our phones don’t call outside the park.”

Customer: “Can’t you call somebody to help me? I’m lost and I can’t find my daddy.”

Me: “Sure. How old are you?”

Customer: “19.”

Me: “… I’m afraid our security only helps lost children.”

Customer: “But I AM lost.”

Me: “Well, do you know his cell number?”

Customer: “Yeah.” *pulls out cellphone*