revere ware

I hadn't seen or heard from Ben all day, so this was the first place I called at 8:30 p.m.
  • Associate: Hello, City Goodwill!
  • Me: Hi! I'm looking for my brother. He's autistic and obsessed with pans. He's not answering his phone, so I just wanted to check and see whether he was there at Goodwill and stuck in the pan section since it's getting so late and he's been gone for hours. He's kind of short and will probably be making noises while looking at the pans.
  • Associate: Does he have glasses and a jacket with a stripe on it? Thick hair?
  • Me: Yep. That is my brother.
  • Associate: He was my customer. He left about fifteen minutes ago.
  • Me: Phew! I guess I'll see him soon then.
  • Associate: He was really happy about something!
  • Me: Yay!