Hey there, time traveller!
This article was published 24/6/2013 (1264 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
I am 85 years old and live in a retirement community in Winnipeg.
A couple of times a week, the community’s shuttle bus will take us on an excursion. About a month ago, we went to the Sobey’s on Kenaston Boulevard.
When it was time to catch the shuttle bus back home, I noticed my ring was gone. I figured it must have fallen off somewhere in the store as it was the only place I had been.
I went to customer service to ask if it had been turned in, but the line was long and I didn’t want to miss the bus back home. I thought my ring was gone for good.
A couple of days later, I was still thinking about my ring. My daughter Lorraine lives all the way out on the East Coast and she had sent me money for Christmas. I had bought the ring with her money gift and felt so bad it was gone. I phoned Sobey’s on the off chance that maybe someone turned in my ring.
The girl who answered at Sobey’s was so nice. Sometimes people don’t take the time for us older folks. We talk slow and move slow and sometimes they just try to kind of ignore us, you know.
I asked her if a ring had been turned in and she asked if I would hold while she checked. When she came back on the line, she asked me to describe my ring.
It was my ring! I told her it would be a couple of weeks before I could pick it up as the shuttle wasn’t going back to Sobey’s for a couple of weeks. She said no problem, it would be at the service desk for me.
A couple of weeks later, when we went back to Sobey’s, I went to customer service and asked if they had a ring set aside for me. They did. It was well wrapped and safe.
I want to say thank you to whoever turned in my ring and thank you to the staff at Sobey’s for being so helpful.
— Blanche Trager