After a long, bumpy flight, our passengers were glad to finally
land. They disembarked, and the other attendants and I checked
for items left behind. In a seat pocket, I found a bag of
home-made cookies with a note saying "Much love, Mom."
Quickly, I gave the bag to our gate agent in hopes it would be
reunited with its owner.
In few minutes, this announcement came over the public-address
system in the concourse: "Would the passenger who lost his
cookies on Flight 502, please return to the gate?"
     
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