Rarrrrr
My intelligence level is seriously in question right now. I cannot figure out how to purchase concert tickets online. Well, I know how to purchase them, but I can't figure out what exactly it is that I am buying. The Dave Matthews Band concert in the Gorge is three days long...I WANT TO GO FOR THE WHOLE THING. So there are 'camping tickets' that allow you to camp in the Gorge campground for the duration of the concert...but does that mean you have to sit in the campground and listen? Or do you get to actually GO to the amphitheater? I AM SO CONFUSED. Someone please help me out here. I must see Dave in concert or I'll cry.
I was vacuuming the pool today at STSC, as I am the only lifeguard in town who is willing to do it. I am getting paid. That is my sole reason for slaving away at that body of water for four days. So. I was vacuuming today, and admiring my work. The bottom of the pool is actually visible now, and the water isn't green and gritty anymore. Yea, what can I say, I have skills. I'm getting off track here though. There is a point to this story. Apparently some random DUCK took up residence at the pool during the winter months...claimed it as its own and such. So one can imagine my surprise when I'm just minding my own business, vacuuming back and forth with the blasted thirteen foot vacuum pole, and all of a sudden a ball of feathers and quacking explodes up at my face. YES AT MY FACE. I WAS ATTACKED BY A FUCKING DUCK. I'm not even kidding. This thing flew right at my face. And it was angry. Quacking it's head off and snapping it's bill, whilst flapping around like mad. So of course I shrieked like a girl, dropped the vacuum pole, and hit the ground. ALMOST fell in the blasted pool. I was inches away. I think I seriously bruised my knee in the process as well. While plastered to the concrete I was able to get ahold of another metal pole and swing it wildly at the attacking fowl. I suppose the damn thing got the picture...the pole never actually made contact with the animal or anything, but I think I scared it off as it flew away a couple minutes later. I wasn't taking any chances though...so I stayed on the ground for a little bit longer. Then I looked around to see if anyone had noticed me being ambushed by the bird from hell...I don't think anyone did. Hopefully. Needless to say, it definitely spiced up my afternoon. I kept looking around for the rest of the time I was there...I wasn't going to be ambushed twice in one day. Nope. I ain't nobody's fool.
What can I say. This is my life.
I was vacuuming the pool today at STSC, as I am the only lifeguard in town who is willing to do it. I am getting paid. That is my sole reason for slaving away at that body of water for four days. So. I was vacuuming today, and admiring my work. The bottom of the pool is actually visible now, and the water isn't green and gritty anymore. Yea, what can I say, I have skills. I'm getting off track here though. There is a point to this story. Apparently some random DUCK took up residence at the pool during the winter months...claimed it as its own and such. So one can imagine my surprise when I'm just minding my own business, vacuuming back and forth with the blasted thirteen foot vacuum pole, and all of a sudden a ball of feathers and quacking explodes up at my face. YES AT MY FACE. I WAS ATTACKED BY A FUCKING DUCK. I'm not even kidding. This thing flew right at my face. And it was angry. Quacking it's head off and snapping it's bill, whilst flapping around like mad. So of course I shrieked like a girl, dropped the vacuum pole, and hit the ground. ALMOST fell in the blasted pool. I was inches away. I think I seriously bruised my knee in the process as well. While plastered to the concrete I was able to get ahold of another metal pole and swing it wildly at the attacking fowl. I suppose the damn thing got the picture...the pole never actually made contact with the animal or anything, but I think I scared it off as it flew away a couple minutes later. I wasn't taking any chances though...so I stayed on the ground for a little bit longer. Then I looked around to see if anyone had noticed me being ambushed by the bird from hell...I don't think anyone did. Hopefully. Needless to say, it definitely spiced up my afternoon. I kept looking around for the rest of the time I was there...I wasn't going to be ambushed twice in one day. Nope. I ain't nobody's fool.
What can I say. This is my life.