Well, the carnival from hell starts tomorrow. The carnies were setting up for it last night while I worked night shift. It was very busy, as they bought up a lot of our deli sandwiches, candy and drinks. Busy makes the time go faster, so that was good.
However, the carnies must have been fussy last night. Two of them came in and were violently yelling at each other. I honestly thought there was going to be a fistfight, and I was going to do nothing to stop it. Cashiers need entertaining, too!
I'm not positive, but I think their fight was over a girl carnie.
I thought there was a carnie code that they be nice to each other and get along?
I'll try to find out more as the week goes on.
By this time tomorrow the carnival will have started. 6pm. The hour of doom.
The first hour isn't so bad, because the parents drop the kids off at the carnival and they walk around for that first hour.
It's after that first hour that these little shits get bored and come over to our store, thoroughly pissing me off.
Let's hope this year is better, but I doubt it.