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I spent from the 11-15 in Santa Claus, Indiana. (WOW there's a bunch of neat stuff there.) I was camping at Lake Rudolph and had a blast. 
We went to Holiday World / Splashing Safari, did shopping and came home. I kept a log of the random stuff we saw and the sightings had my mom rolling.
Self Checkout Fail
My stepdad, bless the man, hates self check outs. I have no problem with them, and we'd run to walmart to grab a few things we'd forgotten and some great value snacks. I checked out on the SCO quickly, so did mom and my brother. My step dad took a few tries, but he got it.
While he'd been waiting for a check out, a lady had grabbed the "For Sale" Signs you write your number on and stick in your yard or wherever, and was trying to scan it, but it wouldn't fit in the 'bag' spot, so it kept saying it wasn't there. She finally just THREW the signs to the floor, screamed "Fuck you all!" and left.
Golf Cart woes
You can rent golf carts at the camp ground (You can't take your own though). You can pick up the golf carts anytime after 1 pm. Mom and I are waiting to pick ours up in the evening (Well after 1 pm) and most of the carts aside from the staff, security and our one lone cart are gone.
A lady is at the window making a scene. Conversation as follows:
BB: Big Bitch
NH: Nice Helper
Mom: Duh?
Me: Duh..
BB: I want a golf cart please.
NH: I'm sorry, they're all rented out or reserved. I can place your name on a list to be the first to get one tommorow.
BB: I want one NOW! There's one! *points to our cart*
Mom to me: I believe in your CS people now..
NH: I'm sorry, that's rented to the woman behind you, and I can't give you the key.
BB: I'll pay double!
NH: No ma'am, I will not be bribed or yelled at. Excuse me.
She closed the window the woman was at, came by the one we were at, handed me the key and had my mom sign the form.
I dropped the key, bent to pick it up, and she grabbed it at the same time I did. Only.. she grabbed the keyCHAIN, I had the KEY, as the ring had come apart.
She RAN to the cart, yelled, "My kids need this more than your fat mom!"
And tried to start the cart.
I smiled, Mom is rolling with laughter cause 1) She's medically handicapped by her leg, Lymphadema. 2) She see's I have the KEY.
The poor helper looked scared til I showed her the key, "She's not getting far."
Now the lady has seen she's got the wrong half and comes storming up to me.
"Give me the key."
Me: *shakes head* No. We paid for the cart, we put our names on the list and it's ours. You can wait your turn. (Said very calmly surprisingly)
Mom and I walk past her, I get in the drivers seat (Mom can work the pedals with a swollen leg), mom gets in the passenger seat. The lady runs behind the cart as I'm reversing and I ht the brake before we even get close. She FALLS to the floor.
I dunno what she said (Probably that she'd sue) but I didn't stop to talk to her anymore. Mom and I were LAUGHING all the way down the hill. Security let us keep the cart for two days, even though we only paid for one..
Quiet time
Quiet hours are from 11 pm to 7am at the campsite (Thank goddess). It worked fine til the 14th (Last night there). About 6 am, some kid on one of the four campsites around us, got out of his camper and started SCREAMING bloody murder cause of a bug. I was already awake cause my back hurt like hell and I'd woke up because of it. I walked over to the site, killed the bug, the kid stopped screaming and I walked back.
His mom about died..
Rollercoasters: Friday the 13th
We're in line at Holiday World on their Voyage Roller Coaster (YAY for fast wooden coasters!)
this little boy behind my brother (I'm in front of him) keeps kicking him in the ankles. My brother asks nicely for him to stop, and the kid told him to fuck off. He didn't look any older than ten. And what's his mom do? Tells my brother "Suck it up. It doesn't hurt that much."
My brother, "Ma'am, I've had your son kicking me for five minutes in the ankle, which is bruised already, YES it does hurt and if he doesn't knock it off, I'm gonna kick YOU see how YOU like it."
He said that rather calmly for as annoyed as he was.
And this isn't so much a sighting, but something bonus-y. Went to get on the last ride of the park, the Raven, which is also a wooden rollercoaster, thing is a short ride, but at 65 miles an hour, it's damn fun. But the seats are so TINY, if you have HIPS, they aren't gonna fit. OOOOOWWWW!
We went to Holiday World / Splashing Safari, did shopping and came home. I kept a log of the random stuff we saw and the sightings had my mom rolling.Self Checkout Fail
My stepdad, bless the man, hates self check outs. I have no problem with them, and we'd run to walmart to grab a few things we'd forgotten and some great value snacks. I checked out on the SCO quickly, so did mom and my brother. My step dad took a few tries, but he got it.
While he'd been waiting for a check out, a lady had grabbed the "For Sale" Signs you write your number on and stick in your yard or wherever, and was trying to scan it, but it wouldn't fit in the 'bag' spot, so it kept saying it wasn't there. She finally just THREW the signs to the floor, screamed "Fuck you all!" and left.
Golf Cart woes
You can rent golf carts at the camp ground (You can't take your own though). You can pick up the golf carts anytime after 1 pm. Mom and I are waiting to pick ours up in the evening (Well after 1 pm) and most of the carts aside from the staff, security and our one lone cart are gone.
A lady is at the window making a scene. Conversation as follows:
BB: Big Bitch
NH: Nice Helper
Mom: Duh?
Me: Duh..
BB: I want a golf cart please.
NH: I'm sorry, they're all rented out or reserved. I can place your name on a list to be the first to get one tommorow.
BB: I want one NOW! There's one! *points to our cart*
Mom to me: I believe in your CS people now..
NH: I'm sorry, that's rented to the woman behind you, and I can't give you the key.
BB: I'll pay double!
NH: No ma'am, I will not be bribed or yelled at. Excuse me.
She closed the window the woman was at, came by the one we were at, handed me the key and had my mom sign the form.
I dropped the key, bent to pick it up, and she grabbed it at the same time I did. Only.. she grabbed the keyCHAIN, I had the KEY, as the ring had come apart.
She RAN to the cart, yelled, "My kids need this more than your fat mom!"
And tried to start the cart.
I smiled, Mom is rolling with laughter cause 1) She's medically handicapped by her leg, Lymphadema. 2) She see's I have the KEY.
The poor helper looked scared til I showed her the key, "She's not getting far."
Now the lady has seen she's got the wrong half and comes storming up to me.
"Give me the key."
Me: *shakes head* No. We paid for the cart, we put our names on the list and it's ours. You can wait your turn. (Said very calmly surprisingly)
Mom and I walk past her, I get in the drivers seat (Mom can work the pedals with a swollen leg), mom gets in the passenger seat. The lady runs behind the cart as I'm reversing and I ht the brake before we even get close. She FALLS to the floor.
I dunno what she said (Probably that she'd sue) but I didn't stop to talk to her anymore. Mom and I were LAUGHING all the way down the hill. Security let us keep the cart for two days, even though we only paid for one..
Quiet time
Quiet hours are from 11 pm to 7am at the campsite (Thank goddess). It worked fine til the 14th (Last night there). About 6 am, some kid on one of the four campsites around us, got out of his camper and started SCREAMING bloody murder cause of a bug. I was already awake cause my back hurt like hell and I'd woke up because of it. I walked over to the site, killed the bug, the kid stopped screaming and I walked back.
His mom about died..
Rollercoasters: Friday the 13th
We're in line at Holiday World on their Voyage Roller Coaster (YAY for fast wooden coasters!)
this little boy behind my brother (I'm in front of him) keeps kicking him in the ankles. My brother asks nicely for him to stop, and the kid told him to fuck off. He didn't look any older than ten. And what's his mom do? Tells my brother "Suck it up. It doesn't hurt that much."
My brother, "Ma'am, I've had your son kicking me for five minutes in the ankle, which is bruised already, YES it does hurt and if he doesn't knock it off, I'm gonna kick YOU see how YOU like it."
He said that rather calmly for as annoyed as he was.
And this isn't so much a sighting, but something bonus-y. Went to get on the last ride of the park, the Raven, which is also a wooden rollercoaster, thing is a short ride, but at 65 miles an hour, it's damn fun. But the seats are so TINY, if you have HIPS, they aren't gonna fit. OOOOOWWWW!
Wow people don't think.
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