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Well, I just haven't posted in a while. Been busy.
I wonder why it is... oh yeah, right, journaling was always some sort of self-indulgent act, so I keep forgetting that I actually want to document things.
Odd things happen at haunted houses. You know this. Comments you only hear when you work at a haunted house:
"Honey, did you remember to get your blood?"
"Hey, you left your scythe in the sink!"
"So, we've gassed up all the chainsaws... we're ready to go."
The last time I did the "victim in chains," a guy beat me on the head and I was glad it wasn't worse, he looked like he was wanting to tear the place down.
So last night, I did the "living half-girl" and that was particularly interesting. You have to hold very still so as not to spoil the illusion, in case you want to know.
I wonder why it is... oh yeah, right, journaling was always some sort of self-indulgent act, so I keep forgetting that I actually want to document things.
Odd things happen at haunted houses. You know this. Comments you only hear when you work at a haunted house:
"Honey, did you remember to get your blood?"
"Hey, you left your scythe in the sink!"
"So, we've gassed up all the chainsaws... we're ready to go."
The last time I did the "victim in chains," a guy beat me on the head and I was glad it wasn't worse, he looked like he was wanting to tear the place down.
So last night, I did the "living half-girl" and that was particularly interesting. You have to hold very still so as not to spoil the illusion, in case you want to know.
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Wait, someone actually assaulted you while you were performing?
This guy's corpse is now a prop, right?
Right?
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The definition of "assault" gets pretty malleable. Being played by a bongo only hurts when it's unexpected. :)
In other words, he was just scared and overreacting, and my only recourse would have been to throw him out; I wasn't gonna call the cops on him. But we do have one or two police officers there all the time, and we have sent people off to the pokey when they needed to be.
Just FYI, where I was in the house, was near the very end, and the only people he would encounter after me were unreachable (behind glass, overhead, and carrying a chainsaw, in that order). So I let it slide. But I can definitely be "little momma" and do a good bit of "hey, be easy before you hurt yourself, or someone I care about."
Sorry I missed your call. I was haunting. Talk to you soon!
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Hope you didn't get a headache from the big scaird man.
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It's too bad that you live so far away. I think you could do a scary screamy lady real good! :D
Really, we got lots of people, from wee little Lindsay to great big Barry; from 18-year-old gothlings to 50-something mommies. If you get along with freaks, carnies and rennies, this is the crowd. :)
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