Hustle Bustle
Wow, July's almost over. This whole summer's almost over. Where has all the time gone? My work schedule has definitely caused my days to run into one another very fast and hard. I've noticed that since I can't do things during the day, I spend way too much time at night being awake and busy. Even though the lack of sleep is horrible for my health, I do enjoy myself most of the time and I don't have much to complain about at all. The past couple weeks I've gone to a place called the Salmon Bake where there's either a band playing or a dj doing his thing every night. My favorite bands so far are Nervis Rex, Clark County, and the Whipsaws who played last night. If only I had the ability to survive by listening to music...
Speaking of music, the Anderson Bluegrass festival is coming up! What seriously sucks is I have to work every single day that it goes on, but I do plan on going Saturday night to hear the band Loose Gravel play. They usually put on a pretty good show, especially when it's raining and everyone is jerking around like the hippies they are. It's great.
Ooh ooh ooh, tomorrow is the Golden Days Parade and I'm gonna be in it. Marissa, a girl I've danced with since forever, asked me and Cassandra to be in it with her. We've choreographed a little diddly, but we had to make sure it was simple enough to do atop a slow moving vehicle. I'm looking forward to it. You know what's really cool about the parade being tomorrow? I don't have to go to work. :)
Working at the depot has proven to be really interesting. There's always SOMETHING going on. Last week we lost out water because of a pipe cracking. This has happened several times this summer. We've lost our phone lines three times and we've lost power a few times for more than three hours at a time. There are some things about the depot I do like though, one thing being the odd code we've all adopted from being around one another. Let me see what I can remember:
Donked- what happens to a person when he or she is bombarded with a large amount of people at one time, or when anything bad happens that requires a person to spend endless amounts of time to solve.
Donkey Bread- a name originally given to a man named John who spent the first week of the summer with us in the depot to put the gift shop together. People are referred to by this name when they are not liked.
ETA- Formally known as the "Estimated Time of Arrival." Currently known as "Whatever time I feel like making up because I don't really care and don't feel like calculating it for you." Some vendors like to refer to this as "the good word" but I will have none of that.
Wad- Any unnamed tourist. Usually found with a bike or a really floppy hat. Tends to ask a lot of questions that aren't really necessary to enjoy a train ride.
Save- A call made from the baggage phone to the ticket phone when a Wad is at the desk asking unnecessary questions. The phone ringing usually sends the person away.
Crayola- Say this instead of Crap because Moms Graham doesn't like that word. Or any curse word. She keeps everyone in line and I love her for it.
Taking a hike along the spring river under a crayola moon- Going poo. This name is taken from several things...Spring River scented lysol (bleck) or sometimes something that has moon in it.
Real good then- a sarcastic phrase used when something not good is occuring or realized.
Sure- a very short statement that tends to be used in a mocking tone, or when something really funny happens it is used at the end of the laughing.
What the crap, over? - Sometimes radio talk is used in the depot when no actual radio is used. It doesn't matter. Just don't say "crap" around Moms.
H-h-h-h-h-iiiii- A high pitched greeting to co-workers, usually from Leigh.
Dogs- The bellhops that bring bags to the depot from the hotels.
Mr. Fah- the name given to a really hot girl when she's in the room and the guys want to talk about her. The signal for letting others know she is present is "Did Mr. Fah come pick up his bags?" Someone would answer "When?" and a time would be given that would correspond to her location as if she were on a clock. For my benefit the guys will keep an eye out for Mrs. Fah. How sweet.
That's all I can remember for now. It's time to put my tired self to bed. Cheers!
Speaking of music, the Anderson Bluegrass festival is coming up! What seriously sucks is I have to work every single day that it goes on, but I do plan on going Saturday night to hear the band Loose Gravel play. They usually put on a pretty good show, especially when it's raining and everyone is jerking around like the hippies they are. It's great.
Ooh ooh ooh, tomorrow is the Golden Days Parade and I'm gonna be in it. Marissa, a girl I've danced with since forever, asked me and Cassandra to be in it with her. We've choreographed a little diddly, but we had to make sure it was simple enough to do atop a slow moving vehicle. I'm looking forward to it. You know what's really cool about the parade being tomorrow? I don't have to go to work. :)
Working at the depot has proven to be really interesting. There's always SOMETHING going on. Last week we lost out water because of a pipe cracking. This has happened several times this summer. We've lost our phone lines three times and we've lost power a few times for more than three hours at a time. There are some things about the depot I do like though, one thing being the odd code we've all adopted from being around one another. Let me see what I can remember:
Donked- what happens to a person when he or she is bombarded with a large amount of people at one time, or when anything bad happens that requires a person to spend endless amounts of time to solve.
Donkey Bread- a name originally given to a man named John who spent the first week of the summer with us in the depot to put the gift shop together. People are referred to by this name when they are not liked.
ETA- Formally known as the "Estimated Time of Arrival." Currently known as "Whatever time I feel like making up because I don't really care and don't feel like calculating it for you." Some vendors like to refer to this as "the good word" but I will have none of that.
Wad- Any unnamed tourist. Usually found with a bike or a really floppy hat. Tends to ask a lot of questions that aren't really necessary to enjoy a train ride.
Save- A call made from the baggage phone to the ticket phone when a Wad is at the desk asking unnecessary questions. The phone ringing usually sends the person away.
Crayola- Say this instead of Crap because Moms Graham doesn't like that word. Or any curse word. She keeps everyone in line and I love her for it.
Taking a hike along the spring river under a crayola moon- Going poo. This name is taken from several things...Spring River scented lysol (bleck) or sometimes something that has moon in it.
Real good then- a sarcastic phrase used when something not good is occuring or realized.
Sure- a very short statement that tends to be used in a mocking tone, or when something really funny happens it is used at the end of the laughing.
What the crap, over? - Sometimes radio talk is used in the depot when no actual radio is used. It doesn't matter. Just don't say "crap" around Moms.
H-h-h-h-h-iiiii- A high pitched greeting to co-workers, usually from Leigh.
Dogs- The bellhops that bring bags to the depot from the hotels.
Mr. Fah- the name given to a really hot girl when she's in the room and the guys want to talk about her. The signal for letting others know she is present is "Did Mr. Fah come pick up his bags?" Someone would answer "When?" and a time would be given that would correspond to her location as if she were on a clock. For my benefit the guys will keep an eye out for Mrs. Fah. How sweet.
That's all I can remember for now. It's time to put my tired self to bed. Cheers!