Thursday, July 15, 2021

Nephew Met a Wild One

While at Mom's place on Sunday, I spoke to one of my nephews, who is a college student.  This summer, he is living in an off-campus housing, taking a couple of summer classes, and working at a local amusement park.  It's the last detail which concerns us here...

I was somewhat surprised to learn that he's working as a ride operator, given his age, but on reflection, I realized that he is a lot more mature than your typical carny, and more mature than the typical patron.  Last weekend, he had a run-in with a psycho customer.  This particular customer had two children, the younger of which was shy of the minimum height required.

"Your daughter is two inches too short to ride."

"What if she walks on her tiptoes?"

"That's unacceptable, this rule is for your daughter's safety."

Being a trope-savvy lad, he forestalled any argument by asking, "Would you like to speak with my manager?"  Predictably, she did.

Of course, his manager took his side- there are certain immutable rules which are non-negotiable.  If her child had been ejected from the ride, this woman would have sued the pants off of everybody even remotely connected with my nephew's employer.  More importantly, my nephew isn't the sort of person who would knowingly put anyone, especially a child, at risk.  

It was then that I decided to share the amusement park ride operator's anthem, which is also the conspiracy theorist's anthem, and perhaps the most important political song ever written, albeit one which in 1988 was probably not conceived as a political song:

Being trope-savvy, he immediately joked 'Sounds like an Alex Jones bit." This kid is smart enough to know what the queers are doing to the soil.


Anathema Device said...

Your nephew is one of the good ones :)

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

He's a good kid.