Ok, well it's been a while since it was last on here, and once of the best things to happen to me since then was the fact that i finnally got a job. I now work at Busch Gardens Europe in Williamsburg, Virginia. Yay? well kind of, I work at the Sky Ride which basicly suck balls for me since it's the gayest ride at any theme park on the fucking planet. But insted of bust bitching about it, I'm going to make a list of facts to why is sucks balls to work at the Sky Ride.
1) It Never Stops.
This mean I can never leave where I'm standing to do things that are importent such as getting water, or go on break, I'm just stuck there standing in the same fucking spot for hours on end.
2) People are rude.
There are certian rules that we must follow so that the people rideing can be safe, we (for some gay reason don't want any of those bitches to die) have lots of people fight with us over these rules, claiming that they're aren't really the rules, which makes me laugh becuase those people are full of shit. You can only place, 3 adults and 1 child (and adult is considered as a person over 56 inches) which equals 4 people, which mean, no your whole extended family, including pets, can not ride with you. You can't fit all 56 people in one cabin, this isn't Mexico.
3) My body hurts.
After standing for hours and hours, my feet hurt, so I'm going to sit down, fuck you if your feet don't hurt, cause you lieing. And my body hurts, since i abuse it some much, so that some old fat ass won't fall on they're fat ass face when they get out, which will just happen anyway.
4) Kids.
I hate them. I want them to die. No, you not cute, your ugly, and loud and annying, so shut up and get out of my line. Why people have multiple kids, i have no clue, but you can't put then all in one cabin, and when you pregenet, it's not gonna work. Keep those stupid little bitches away from me.
5) Stollers
Trust me, it's just easyer to walk to where you going insted of folding up the stoller, unfolding it so you can get the kid out, getting the kids to shut up and get on, folding it up again and trying to fit into the cabin, only to find out it won't so now you have to put it on the next cabin, which just created a back up, so the ride shut down. I hate you stoller. And at some point, I think your kid might be too old for the stoll: If you kid is in school, they're too old. If they can drive, they're too old. And if they stand taller then me, they don't need a stoll, unless they are autistic or mentally handicaped, in which situation, I actually understand.
So, when you come to Busch Gardens, don't do these things, I will want to hurt you... badly. But if you stay away from these, I will be the nicest person you've ever met, and will want to go to Guest Realations in Bamberry Cross (a.k.a. England) and leave a comment for me, which will make me very happy, which will inturn, make you very happy.
