How did you know I was here?
This man is awesome.
Adam is his name, if I remember correctly. He was my server on Saturday, 17 July 2010, when several of us hurried over to the Orlando airport-area Chipotle for a mid-day dinner break from Nerdapalooza. As I approached the register, the server asked “Hey, what’s that in your pocket?” As I removed John and started to explain, he got wide-eyed and excited. “Could I see him?” he asked.
I said only if I could get a photo of them together. Behold!
As I mentioned before, John Locke was lost that day at the Chipotle, never to be seen again. I was deeply distraught over this. When Z. drove us back to the restaurant, I immediately saw Adam, and asked if he’d noticed anything, or had anyone brought John to the lost and found. I was only so upset because I hated to lose something a friend had made, especially so quickly after receiving it.
Let me tell you, Adam went above and beyond. I figured he’d check the counter and ask the other employees if they’d seen John, and that would be it. No, this man amazingly went through the full trash bin, taking it out back to empty it and rummage through, before heading into the office and checking the surveillance videos of our time in the restaurant.
Adam, you impressed me, and if I am ever in Orlando again, I’ll be stopping by your Chipotle to say hello. Even though you couldn’t find John Locke, your resolve to search proved just as strong as mine.
Thank you.
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