Day Seven: The Magic Ring (the unfortunate reawakening)

I hate that stupid ride. It’s disgusting, dirty, stupid, and downright boring. I don’t understand why kids want to ride it so badly! Firstly, when I got to work it was pouring buckets--Marty seems to be a very greedy man if he kept the park open when it was raining so badly. For the first hour or so, no one was even there! It was terrible! Not to mention the thunder and lightning. But, some people started showing up even though it was raining. My feet were soaked by five minutes of work. Eventually, after my first break, (which was like 3 hours in) I came outside and the sun was shining. No way of going home early now.

The sun came out, the sky was blue with beautiful white poofy clouds. I was a little worried about the sun, but when no one was riding I would go into the shadows of the ride to avoid sunburn. Then the wind picked up, and it felt marvelous! I kept checking the time--I always have to know the time--and I would try to do it inconspicuously. The day was normal, I talked to parents when their kids were riding, I stood there, in still soaking wet shoes, running the ride and what not. There was no one riding my ride, so I was just standing there, leaning actually, on a ride. Then one of the supervisors--I learned his name was Eric--talked to the one girl on a ride near me. I noticed she pointed in my direction. Eric came walking over, came through the gate and stopped right next to me. What he said next shocked me. “You can go home.” I had him repeat it three times before I got it. I was so happy at first, and gladly took the offer. I went to wardrobe, called my dad, turned and signed my shirt in, clocked out and waited for my ride. As I waited I thought about how the girl pointed to me, then Eric came over and told me I could go home. It was oddly suspicious. Had I gotten caught with my phone and this was my punishment? I wasn’t texting! I was checking the time! I saw the train was shut down as well, but I couldn’t be positive they were sending people home. After wondering if leaving was a punishment, I got over and just enjoyed the rest of my evening.

My day in a nutshell: “Why is the fricken park still open?!”