“I am an idiot.” I told the airline customer service representative. “I just came through my connection at Charlotte, North Carolina. I left a personal item in the gate area. Can you have someone check for it?”
“Certainly sir, what’s the item?” she cheerily replied.
“It’s a blue sweatshirt with baby footprints glued to the front left chest area with the words ‘New Dad’ written in fabric paint.” I said.
“You’re in a lot of trouble if that item gets lost, aren’t you?” she smiled. “Sounds like a very special item.”
“It is. My wife traced the footprints of our newborn son from his hospital birth record, transferred them to felt cloth, cut out the pieces and glued them to the chest area right over the heart. She added the words with fabric paint.” I rambled.
The representative spent a few minutes on the phone with someone at the Charlotte hub. She described the item and where I thought I’d left it. Several minutes passed as they walked through the gate area checking for it. I sighed with relief when they reported they had found it.
“How would you like to get it back?” she asked.
“Well, I’m flying out again in three days. How about you get it sent up here and hold it in baggage claim as a lost item. I’ll go through there on my way in and pick it up.” I suggested.
“We can definitely do that for you,” and relayed the instructions down the line.
“Now, if I could just avoid seeing my wife around the house for the next three days.” I thought
What’s the best present you’ve ever received that was handmade by the giver, not store-bought? Tell us what made it so special.