If Only There Were A Responsible Adult Going On This Trip
I’m working in an airport. A man is traveling to Greece with his daughter, who must be twelve or thirteen years old. He comes rushing to the boarding gate.
Man: “Hey, we lost my daughter’s ID card. Can you make an announcement?”
Me: “Sir, this is an airport. We can’t randomly make announcements asking if anyone has seen your travel documents. That would be like making an announcement at the mall asking if anyone has found $200 on the floor.”
When he persists, I remind him that you cannot travel if you don’t have your documents with you.
Man: “Are you kidding me? She is a child!”
We politely explain again that we cannot do that and they should go look for the ID card while they still have time. We suggest that they contact Passport Control, as there are staff looking around, cleaning, and monitoring everything twenty-four-seven, and that if anything is found unattended, it immediately goes to the police.
The guy starts yelling and calling us ridiculous.
He leaves angrily, leaving the girl on her own, unattended at a gate full of strangers — probably assuming we will look after her WHILE WE WORK.
Ten minutes later, he comes back.
Man: *Demanding* “I need you to make an announcement about my daughter’s ID card!”
We explain AGAIN that this is not possible for security reasons.
At this point, boarding has started, so I have this jerk yelling at me for not helping him find his daughter’s ID card — which HE lost — while I am checking other people’s travel documents and trying to contact the aircraft via radio. We cannot listen to what the aircraft is asking for because this dude keeps asking us for something when we’ve already told him what he should do about it.
Eventually, the man goes to look for the ID card again. He OBVIOUSLY doesn’t go to Passport Control and just comes back at the end of the boarding. We tell him that without an ID card, the girl cannot travel; thus, we will escort them back to the public area to book a new ticket. The man’s daughter is crying and sobbing at this point.
Man: *To his daughter, yelling* “Why are you crying?! Let’s go!”
He grabs her hand and starts to storm away.
Me: “Sir, stop! You have to be escorted outside!”
His very mature response is something along the lines of:
Man: “F*** off before you piss me off, too.”
They go to Passport Control to try and get out themselves. They can’t because they need to be escorted. The girl’s ID card was there — surprise!
The man running comes back.
Man: “We found it!”
Me: *Passively* “The doors are closed; it’s too late to board now. Wait here for one of my colleagues to escort you outside.”
I left them there and walked away, as did my supervisor.
I love how this dad not only lost his kid’s travel document, yelled at her for it, demanded we take action for him, and refused to follow whatever we suggested to help — we couldn’t leave the area for security reasons — but then when we explained what he had to do, he took off, and then came back expecting us to just do him a service and help him.
Some people shouldn’t be parents. I felt so sorry for that girl.