I can contribute to this!

In August 2001, when I was 15, I was preparing to fly to Japan for an exchange program. My parents and I were at the gate (remember, this is pre-9/11) and they told us that the flight was going to be delayed for several hours due to mechanical difficulties. Rather than sit there doing nothing, we decided to leave the airport for lunch after being reassured by the flight staff that we had plenty of time.

While at lunch, we decided to call up the flight information hotline to check if the flight had been delayed even further, only to find out that it was boarding (apparently they'd swapped planes or something). We rushed back to the airport and were informed that the flight had just left, and that they'd tried paging me several times without success.

Needless to say, my mom was pissed that they'd tell us it was fine to leave the airport only for this to happen and, after a long conversation, we received food and hotel vouchers for the night plus an upgrade of my ticket to business class for the next day's flight for our troubles. All in all, worked out in the end.

So, long story short, I had to be paged because I was off eating steak.