And the winner is?
I think that it is entirely possible that it is impossible for me to not step my foot in something ugly when I’m at Wyandot… brace yourselves… I’ve done it again. [I really think that I should be allowed to carry around a giant fly swatter so I can just offend the idiots that go there much more quickly.]
We were budgeted and staffed for 2200 people at the part today… for the whole day. The first count of the day was nearly 1700. “What a bad day.” I myself actually did my own job until about 5PM. Then I helped in other departments till about 8. My last tour of duty was in rides… kiddie land. I love kids… too bad they have parents. So, this woman tries to get her kid on a ride with no shoes or protective leg ware (aka shorts). I explain kindly that I can’t let her on, she pisses and moans and goes away. Not the best of confrontations, but posts from a year ago will tell you its certainly not the worst either. SHE CAME BACK! She got her kid shoes and shorts and came back just as I was switching rides… of course her daughter absolutely had to be on the ride I was leaving. Since I had told other patrons I was going to a different ride and already had a line there, I couldn’t just run it once more for her little princess (we;ll leave that comment alone). She pisses and moans and goes away. About 15 minutes later I overhear a call on the radio that she left a pissed off comment about my rudeness and how I didn’t care that he nephew almost fell off my ride…
For those of you who actually know the reason behind the ambiguity of my last 2 weeks post, you can still read… this will still be ambiguous but there is something new that only 1 person knows (sorry… its not you [points aimlessly]). So 2 weeks ago I let something start that I was very affraid of. Talking made me think that this thing was at least possible even though it caused me a lot more problems than it may have solved. A week ago I let something happen that made me go from thinking it was possible to thinking it was guaranteed (which was my misgiving, not the other involved). A few nights this week then scared the crap out of me so I tried to force the entire situation to go “somewhere”. The result of which was me just forcing it to end. I do have 1 regret and I will remedy that soon and sadly I’m once again in a lot of pain (which shouldn’t have happened, but that is also my mistake).
Edit: I had an amazing idea for next Saturday. Its kind of a shame that I can’t do it now, although probably best given the inappropriateness.