Happy tuesday everybody. The three days of sandspit hell have passed. August first weekend, saturday, sunday, monday (some queer-ass holiday). The three bussiest days of the year. fucking insanaty. Thank fuck were understaffed.
Saterday, worked 11-9:30, 1 half hour break. ferris wheel all day, could have been running the thing full, that's half an hour between rides to load and unload. Was asked 3 times to work a double with such bribes as free food, sounds good, but there food is crap. worse then school food. They needed me, I said i'd work a double, that's 13 hours by the way, only 2 half hour breaks, if i had no wheel, no ferris wheel. nathen(assistent manager) said ok, I said, no, NO wheel at all, i don't mean half and our of train, and then wheel. there was a pause, and ummmm... and he walked away. you see, i'm pretty good with the wheel, and there are going to be a lot of people there. They wanted me on wheel, but, he caved.
Sunday. I worked rok n rol for about 4 hours, fun, and got to drive the train for the rest of the day. When i came back from my second break, the person breaking me was gone, and Garfunkle took his place. What Garfunkle diddn't know, was that the train had no breaks. We're supposed to do 2 laps with the train, after his fifth, i had to jump infront of the train, and garfunkle jumped out of the moving train, and we forced the thing to stop. People applouded, as if we were heros, rather then having an incomptent driver. he could have stopped if he shut the engin off.
Monday, only worked from 10-4. nothing major happed all day, except at the end. Garfunkle came to send me home, I was running the wheel 5 & 4, that 5 buckets filled on one side, 4 on the other. but the side with 5 had hevier people then the people on the 4 side. pretty damn unbalenced, but i diddn't knowtice, cause i was talking to Funkle. let it go for probably about 3 1/2 min, rather then the normal 2. then poped it out of gear without thinking. that was bad. very bad. the very hevey 5 side was on top. this thing accelerated. a lot. gain about 50% of it's speed, scared the crap out of me, i slammed on the breaks. usually i can stop it withing 5 cars. 10 went buy, just enough for the last person of the five side to pass the unloading platform. What could i do? but bring it around again. Well, Big Bertha(that's the wheel's name) diddn't think so. It diddn't want to, i had pretty much all of my weight on the lever to put it into gear, and it turned, but slower then you can immagen. i had to put it into gear. and then it make the sound. the sound is the bad sound. no one likes the sound. the sound is a very haunting sound. the sound of gears slipping, and belts getting ready to snap. I fear this sound, and boy did it make the sound. when the wheel is in gear, 2 clamps come down on a spinning disk to the point of near impossible to slip. well, they were slipping. a lot, making much of the sound, and turning very slow, stopping at times. Garfunkle was laughing his ass off, taking cover, cause the belts can snap, and there aiming at me, the people on the wheel were paniking, but so was i. it took a long time for it to make a half turn, then it's pop it out of gear and slam the break on, from almost a stoped wheel, it took 7 cars to stop. i should be able to do it in 1. then i just started ranndomley unloading people. Then we just stood there and talked, while there was probably 30+ people waiting in line. stupid bastards.
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