Back in the fifties, right after Disneyland opened, I can recall my mother telling her friend that she would like to take the four kids to see the Magic Kingdom but it would cost at least a hundred bucks and required two days to fully see it. To put that into perspective, a hundred bucks in 1959 is worth $709 today, when adjusted for inflation. Needless to say, we never made it to Disneyland. Luckily, I've been about a hundred times since we have had kids and their kids.
I came back to the torture that is our summer. It is in full swing. The high temps are between 105 and 110, it is 107 at the moment. Fortunately, the humidity is only four percent, which makes 107 feel like, well 107. This dry heat business is bullsh*t, you can't put a positive spin on 107, except that it is going to be 109 tomorrow.
The first thing that I noticed as I drove up to the house was the sad conditions of my roses in the front. This mystified me because they are on drip irrigation. The roses in the back look great, so I knew something bad was up. The something bad turned out to be a break in the irrigation line to the front yard, right under the driveway. Right where is can't be fixed. I have a temporary line run on top of the ground, but this is going to be a mess to fix.
Also it was back to work today and after seven days off, it was a challenge to drag myself there. The heat is making the customers grouchier than normal. I walked over to a guy today to ask if he needed help and he shouted at me to get away from him, because he was "sick of being bothered." Only the famous Sneed restraint kept the situation from escalating. I didn't even tell him that he looked like a jackass with his little cellphone thingy on his ear.
I predict that my hardware career will crash over something I tell a customer to do with himself.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky
9 comments:
It's so special dealing with the public, isn't it? ; (
I loved Disneyland (didn't get there until I was a teenager, but still!) We used to stop at Belisle's to eat--I just discovered that place closed down in the 90's. sad. Uncle Walt and his cronies always ate there. The last time I saw Anaheim there were still lots of Strawberry fields.I imagine they're gone too...
Dennis thinks a boatload of kittens is funner. Dennis can't believe a whole theme park dedicated to a
mouse.
Nuns can get quite giggly--you should have tried teasing them a little.
That famous Sneed restraint saves you again! There was a time when one would never consider speaking to one's elders in that manner.
Only been the The Magic Kingdom 4 times. The last time, it started to drizzle and everyone fled the park, so I went on Pirates about six times.
I've never been to the fake Disneyland in Florida.
Kurt--I went to the Fake one in FL. ONCE --it was so Plastic and icky --I will never go near it again. You had to take some sort of transport to get from the parking lot to the park, and these humans (?) that acted like Fakey nice robots talked at you for the entire ride. I was fed up after maybe 7 minutes. On the other hand, Anaheim--I could get there when the park opened and stay til closing! I loved pirates and that ghosty house ride.
The humidity really does make it a LOT worse.
I went to the Fl Disney once and I assumed they must both suck. Everyone else I know likes it, so I decided it was just me being cranky.
I've only been to the Florida one too. It's incredibly fun when you're a kid -- even a teenager. But as an adult, even with a kid in tow, it's a nightmare.
I'm surprised to read that Anaheim is any different.
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