Wow - I can't believe how fast the time is starting to go, now that we've passed the halfway point. The time blends, one day into another - same thing, same people, different place.
The "I can't believe how many different ways people can suck" list keeps getting longer and more interesting. Things like:
** They are part of a group, and therefore think the entire row is reserved for them, not just their seat.
** Pitching fits because you tell their kid they can't sit on the floor where the riggers will walk over them, because they'll get hurt.
** Pitching a fit because you ask them to take a seat because they are either blocking the stairs or the entryway.
** Leave dirty diapers where the performers can walk on them.
** Throw trash all over the table in the entryway.
** Let their kids use the stairway handrail as a jungle gym.
** Pitch a fit because they arrive 20 minutes after the start of show and there aren't seats saved for them front row center.
** Are surprised when they arrive at 7:05 and the show started without them.
** Leave ridiculous amounts of trash in the house when they leave.
Do no mothers teach manners anymore???
One of the best ones yet, though, was the 2 girls sitting in the mast area that I had to ask to move. There was no more room on the floor for them, so I told them they needed to sit with their mom - and they proceeded to dive under the chain to cross the back of the stage to their mom on the other side of the ring! I stopped them and took them out and around to the other entrance where their mom met us - I heard her tell them they can't walk across the stage - then when they got back inside, tried to sit in every area that is marked off to not sit in! Sheesh!
Clown nose (near) catastrophe: Our Sasquatch clown bumped his nose just as he came offstage from his last bit, and his nose came off. He tacked it back on for curtain calls, but it fell off - and bounced off his hand when he tried to catch it. We thought an audience member took it home for a souvenier, but fortunately, it was found under the bleachers - while using a spotlight as a flashlight...
We are now in Sandwich, MA, on Cape Cod. I have a timeshare not far from here in Falmouth, so I think of the Cape as my "happy place". Not surprisingly, as I drove closer to the Cape, my stress levels just kept dropping.... :)
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unfortunately parents don't know manners. We lost manners a couple of generations back. It's sad, really. I teach kids all the time, and i am always taken aback by the lack of respect for parents. But the parents lack respect for each other and their kids. Children don't stand a chance in most households in this country. I worked two years with Irish 'kids' ages 16 and up through adult. They were the most kind and respectful toward eachother. I miss working with them.
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