The Crazies Come Out At Night

| Right | July 28, 2017

(My best friend and I are attending a special nighttime event at the park, which we have booked through a convention we are attending. Because those in our party will be allowed in the park for several hours after normal closing time, we have to wear two forms of identification that must be visible at all times. The park has closed about ten minutes before this occurs, and my friend and I have turned to walk the path to a ride that is staying open for us.)

Regular Customer: *attempts to walk behind us and is stopped by a park guard*

Guard: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but the park has now closed. Please head toward the gates which are in the opposite direction.” *points*

(My friend and I slow down, as we both sense trouble.)

Regular Customer: “But you just let them go!” *gestures to the small child she has with her* “My son wants to ride the train one last time! If those grown women get to go, he should get to go, too!”

Guard: “I apologize, ma’am, but those ladies are part of a special event here at the park. They have paid to have private use of the park until two am. We’re very sorry for the inconvenience, but we would be closing to you at this time, anyhow. I would be happy to direct you to the nearest exit.”

Regular Customer: “That’s bull-s**t! You just don’t want my boy and me here because we’re [race]!””

Guard: “Ma’am, that’s not it at all. I assure you, the park has a non-discrimination policy. In fact, the special group this evening consists of all different races and ethnicities; people come from all over the world for the convention they’re attending. Furthermore, I happen to know that it is attended by many LGBTQ people, too. The park is open to EVERYONE until closing, and now those people — and only those people — with special identification can remain in the park at this time.”

(He gestures toward me and I hold up the ticket hanging on a lanyard around my neck, as well as my wrist to show off my bracelet.)

Regular Customer: *huffs angrily* “Well! I don’t believe you! I just think—” *eyes go wide* “Wait, did you say there are GAY people here?!”

Guard: “Yes, ma’am.”

Regular Customer: “Oh, h*** no! My son is not going to be around some [slur]s!” *grabs her son’s hand and starts dragging him toward the exit*

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