Not Amused

While I was in high school, during the summer, I used to work at an amusement park selling the photos they take of people going down a roller coaster. At first I thought it was going to be an easy job, but soon realized that I had to deal with some incredibly rude people. They could fit 32 people on each train and we would get about 32 new people every two minutes. Most would just look at their photos laugh and continue on their way. Then there were the people who would do profane things and find their photo got deleted and would yell at me. On the opposite end, sometimes a profane picture would accidentally get through and we would have someone yell at us for having to see an offensive image. It seemed like usually one out of the 32 would have and issue and I spent huge amount of time being yelled at. This happened everyday, but there have been so many individual ridiculous stories that have happened, there isn’t enough space to list them all.

There was the time when a rabid bat flew into the store and we were able to trap it behind a door, while waiting for Animal Control. Customers would then try to go through the door even after warning them about the bat. There was also the time when a fight was brewing in the line of the roller coaster and basically erupted into 20 huge guys wailing on each other outside my store. Afterward all these mothers yelled at me for not doing anything to stop it and having their kid witness such an event, even though I had called security about five times when I heard a warning about the fight. It was just a very negative place, but I ended up working there the entire summer. I don’t know how I survived it.