C/W/T

I'm writing this on OpenOffice because I'm bored, and the wifi at the cap site is encrypted again. And yes, cap is now small letters. Those bastard don't deserve capital letters.

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I am now an official C/W/T. That's right. Adam, a C/W/T. What is a C/W/T you ask. Well I'll tell you what a C/W/T is. A C/W/T is any member of the sandspit staff who knows either Coaster, Wheel, or Track(Go-Carts). Being a C/W/T is good, and bad. It's good, because now I'm more valuable, and can take every open shift that I want, except the onces for the canteen workers. The bad part is what makes me a C/W/T. The W. Wheel. Ferris Wheel. Such a common ride, what could be wrong with it. Well, This ride is fucking hell. I've run rides like paratrooper and such, more intense rides, but there fine to work. Paratrooper must be somewhat balanced. For those of you who don't know, the paratrooper is the ride that spins around, and lifts up in the air. Well, The wheel must also be balanced. However, It has to be near perfect. And oh how I tried. I have it PERFECT. And about to start, and then a family of fat people came. And they demanded to sit together. The Wheel could barley push them up, and omfg they came down fast. There engine would go from whirrrrr, which is good, to mhaarrRRRRRrrrrRRRR which I would presume is bad. Then to unload it afterwards. The thing goes fucking BACKWARDS!. WTF. That, or I can't stop it. But, The rides come in pairs, rok n rol & paratrooper, tilt-a-whirl & scrambler, wheel & train. Train kicks ass. However, Learning wheel did make me feel special. But thats another paragraph.

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This paragraph actually. We were just sitting around like usual, waiting to get sent out, guessing who was going where, I was obviously paratrooper/rok n rol, but then, there were only 4 C/W/T's. We need at least 5. There's like 20 people there at 10. Then the managers came in to send us out. 1 C/W/T to coaster, 2 to track, and 1 to train. And for one of the first times this year, I wasn't one of the last 3 to get sent out. Adam's getting trained on wheel. On one hand, yay, new ride, on the other, out of the train, or coaster, I got wheel. I new people didn't like it, now I know why, but let's hope I soon get trained on train. One good thing though, is that the locks actually WORK! I've got 2 pedals that control metal rods that lock the gates. Air power. It's SO much fun messing with their minds. Watching them try and try so hard to open the gate, finally giving up and looking at me. How do you open it? Then i step on the pedal, just pull, and they do, and the gate swings open. And the people behind them never seem to realize, cause they do the same damn thing.

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The other day Samaria comes banging on the door to my bunky yelling that Angala (my aunt) needs me outside right away. Mind you this girl is about 12 and needs a good swift kick in the head. She wanted me to come and take a look at a small animal in the dirt. It ended up being a bunny, no more then 2 weeks old. It looks like a small ball of fur that would fit into your palm. There was 3 kids around. I hate them all, bastards should die. Anyways, they all wanted to keep him, but I ended up getting it. We got him a hamster wheel that's too big for him, and besides, the way Mr. Bunny walks, it won't work. He lives in a box, drinks milk, and the 3 legged golden retriever is scared of him, the bunny attacks him.

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