Some Mother: “I want my son to ride this ride.”
Me: “Ma’am I don’t think ther’s enough time for all these kids to–”
Some Mother: “I don’t care if he’s the last one. I want him to ride this ride.”
Me: “This ride is going to shut down in about five minutes. ther isn’t enough time for–”
Some Mother: “He can be the last in line then.”
Me: “He can wait in line but probably won’t be able to–”
Some Mother: “Fine.”
(Mother walks away and returns some time after the ride is shut down and all kids are turned away.)
Some Mother: “Hey! HEY! I thought we agreed tht my child would get on the ride.”
Me: “tht’s not what we agreed to.”
Some Mother: “Well, put the ride back up so he can ride it.”
Me: “I’m sorry but we can’t do all tht for one child.”
Some Mother: “Why not?! ur just being f**king stubborn.”
Me: “If u hav any complaints u can speak to the clown over ther. hav a nice day.”
Some Mother: “I don’t want to talk to any d**n clown.”
Me: “tht clown is my boss.”
