It was mid july late 70s-early 80s at the Bayside. I knocked on the door as there were party sounds on the inside. I found out that it was a "Cheap sunglasses" party (after the ZZ-Top ballad). I ran back to my commons apartment/jail cell and got a leftover set of those rootbeer colored cardboard glasses that I got from the eyedoctor. I put them on, went in intent on having alot of fun. Party was awsome as they had a "Trash Can" set up. At that time it was where everyone brought adult beverages; including some Everclear! The idea was just to dump it in to the supposedly sanitary container and scoop your drink out.
When alot of drunk college age adults are about sanitation seems to be a low priority. I found that sad fact out about an hour into my misadventure.
On about my fifth scoop(I was very intoxicated so I did not look into my paper cup) I just gave it a nice big gulp/chug.I felt something strange in my throat and I immediately felt the urge to wretch as I knew instinctively what I had inadvertantly swallowed. I must have turned green as I vaulted off of the fine couch that CP housing provided and ran to a window that I could open. The window happened to be in a front bedroom and the screen fell out onto the pavement below. I stuck my head out and wretched an entire days food/drink along with a n errant cigarette butt.
While writing this I am reliving the memory as if it were yesterday (YUCK)!
Fortunately there was no one below "ground zero". My actions made me a target of derision and sarcastic humour the rest of the evening. I had vomit remnants on my FT uniform that kept my "tormenters" at bay;as I threatend to wipe the "material" on them if they got out of hand. We all laughed about it and kept on partying and I hooked up with a nice looking brunette(vomit stains and all!).
Remember to look before you swallow!
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People starve in the desert because:FOOD DOES NOT GROW IN SAND!
Can you make a post without tellign everyone that all you did was either drink or do things that should have gotten you fired?
Just curious.. It portrays a bad image..
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June 11th, 2001 - Gemini 100
VertiGo Rides - 82
Technical Services 2002
Fright Zone Screamster 2002
The late 70s/early 80s were a different time in alot of respects. Times have changed sadly in some respects ie: drug testing, drinking age, bag searches. I have refrerred to dorm security as "brown shirts" for a good reason; I guess I love my freedom and I respect the privacy of others.
Drug testing for a ride op may not be such a bad idea given the fact that they deal with life/death. I may not like search and seizure without probable cause but ride ops carry a tremendous burden/liability. As a constitutional scholar I am troubled by the drug testing but I understand the reasoning.
I post things that I experienced as an employee of FUN. I understand your viewpoint; although I disagree with it. In the same vein I respect your well thought out reply(you did not flame my butt).
Jeff permits a wide array of diversity and opinions on this forum. The reader is the final decision maker and I am more than confident the reader of my inane posts will come to their own conclusions; so please let the reader decide(if this thread is not deleted!) about image and so forth! I do appreciate your response.
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People starve in the desert because:FOOD DOES NOT GROW IN SAND!
How about making someone smile?
How about offering to take someones picture just to see the look of joy on there face that you even offered?
Did you ever just talk to a guest sitting on a bench to make sure their day was the best it could possibly be?
At 9:00 PM, 10 guests showed up all with the same t-shirt and proceeded to seranade me with the song "Fish Heads". Imagine that, a bunch of park guests that took the time to make MY day!
This is just one of a number of fun things that I did with park patrons as it added a dimension to my work that lives in my rotting mind to this day.
I must have taken 100 pictures as a food employee, and I got into about half of them! Making people laugh was part of the fun of my job as guests do not expect a grunt like me to say "hey you wanna let me take your picture?"
I must have hitched 50 rides with park guests and I was always appreciative of their kindness and asked them to come back to FT and visit! Always a smile and good attitude to make up for the blasted hangover and buzz!
The interaction with park patrons was and will remain to this day one of the highlights of the job.
So before you pass judgement on me as a 1 dimensional sot; please think about the other stuff I accomplished as well!
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People starve in the desert because:FOOD DOES NOT GROW IN SAND!
We exchanged contact information, played a few games, got some food, and just had an all around good time. In fact, I still have pictures from that now which is really cool and also got to see one of my roommates who works in Maryland yesterday when I went down there to visit.
To Quote LiveEJon:
"Do you have any memories of helping a lost child?
How about making someone smile?
How about offering to take someones picture just to see the look of joy on there face that you even offered?
Did you ever just talk to a guest sitting on a bench to make sure their day was the best it could possibly be?"
I can remember doing all these things each and every day and year that I worked at Cedar Point, whether it was rain or shine...that is what the guest pays for as part of their admission. Besides, it made me feel real tingly inside to make someone's day even better.
Back to the party, I never went to Louie's, no matter how hard someone pushed, pulled or tugged me...it just didn't seem to me a place to go.
Then again, I heard it was quite fun there ;-).
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2003...:D
LiveEJon said:
Do you have any memories of helping a lost child?How about making someone smile?
How about offering to take someones picture just to see the look of joy on there face that you even offered?
Did you ever just talk to a guest sitting on a bench to make sure their day was the best it could possibly be?
I always interacted with park patrons as it was fun. After work I would turn my work shirt inside out and play in the park. Interaction with park guests was a plus.
On the dark side telling some errant,obnoxious 11 yr old that the "Beast" was near the front of the park was a hobby of many employees;not that I would ever think of doing such a dastardly deed.
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People starve in the desert because:FOOD DOES NOT GROW IN SAND!
Think of something else to talk about.
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Jeff
Webmaster/GTTP - Sillynonsense.com
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