When The Last Hour Feels Longer Than The Whole Day

, , , | Right | May 29, 2020

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Normally, no one comes around after 5:45, so I’m getting ready to close.

Five minutes before ticket sales close, however, a family wanders over to the fort, and a mother and her daughter approach the ticket booth. The daughter wants to go in, but the mother is unsure, so I explain that the fort is still open for another hour, and their ticket will also be good for tomorrow.

Mother: “Okay. We won’t be here tomorrow, but I’ll talk with my husband and see what he says.”

Me: “All right.”

I watch the mother and her daughter head back to the group and then come back with the father. The father walks toward the ticket booth, but he stops once he’s close enough to read the sign displaying ticket prices.

Father: “What?! No! We’re not doing that! Ugh. Let’s go!”

The father, his wife, and his daughter begin walking back toward the rest of the family, but halfway there, the father turns around to glare at me.

Father: “Hey, numbskull, that’s gonna take more than two minutes!”

Me: “But the fort’s still open for another hour!”

The father ignores me and resumes walking back to the rest of his group. They talk for a moment, and I hear one of them yell out.

Person: “FIFTY DOLLARS FOR TWO MINUTES?!”

Me: *Calling back* “The fort’s still open for another hour!”

Person: “YEAH, RIGHT!”

But by this time, I did have to close ticket sales, and the group left. I was a little bewildered at getting my first insult from a customer, but hey, I guess there’s a first time for everything.

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