Their Attitude Changed At The Drop Of A Hat
Way back when, I used to be a tour guide at a tourism park. Our workplace lacked any formal structure for dealing with lost property, and we generally just dropped everything at reservations with those long-suffering souls who were also responsible for directing tour groups, selling tickets, answering phones, and acting as the information desk. The rest of us were generally tied up for most of the day and weren’t always able to roam the park looking for sunglasses and water bottles.
One day, when I happened to have nearly two hours without a booked tour, an older husband and wife approached me at my station.
Woman Guest: “Hello. We might have lost a hat.”
Me: “Might have?”
Woman Guest: “Yes, my husband has a bucket hat, and we can’t find it. We might have left it on the bus, or at our hotel, or at the last place, or it might be here. Normally, we wouldn’t bother, but the hat was a gift from our granddaughter, and it has sentimental value.”
Man Guest: “Sorry to bother you.”
Me: “Not at all! Let’s head to reservations and see if anyone’s handed it in.”
So, off we went. Reservations didn’t have any lost property at all from that day, so I walked around the entire park (a sizable distance) and spoke to every employee I could find in every department with the couple in tow. Not one employee had seen the hat. The couple and I also retraced their steps throughout the park, carefully checking every seat and every stop for rogue bucket hats. Nothing.
The entire time, the husband repeatedly apologised for taking up so much of my time, while the wife repeatedly listed all the places the hat might be that weren’t in our park. I repeatedly reassured the husband that it was fine and repeatedly responded to the wife with murmured acknowledgments and the occasional, “Did you give them a ring?”
After more than ninety minutes, we had checked everywhere, and we had not found one stray shred of fabric of the hat.
Me: “I’m sorry that we haven’t found the hat.”
Woman Guest: “Well, what are you going to do about it?”
Me: “Sorry?”
Woman Guest: “How are you going to find the hat?”
Me: “…Ma’am, the hat is not in our park. I’m not sure what else I can do to help you find this hat. Will you be travelling back today on the same bus? Do you need a contact number for the bus company, or your previous stop?”
Woman Guest: “What are you talking about?”
Me: “To check if they’ve got the hat.”
Woman Guest: “Well, aren’t you going to find it?”
Me: “…”
Woman Guest: *To her husband* “I can’t believe this!” *Back to me* “You said you were going to help us. What happens now, hmm?”
Me: “Ma’am, I’m sorry we didn’t find your hat, but I need to get back to work.”
Before his wife could start berating me, the husband loudly spoke over the top of her.
Man Guest: “Thank you, and have a good day.”
Woman Guest: *Sneering* “Yes, thank you for alllll your help.”
I just about ran from that couple, and I barely made it back in time for my next tour. Short of calling the other businesses directly or pulling a bucket hat out of my broad-brimmed one, I’m not sure what else I could have done for them. I understand sentimentality, but believe it or not, people, being a tour guide doesn’t make you a wizard.