head back to the stock room and go through
the 'Employee only,' door. All of a
sudden, before I can even blink my eyes,
ten guys dump flour on me.
extra clothes Simon, trust me, you will need them."
That was the only warning I get from my manager
before I became a little green alien,
is my first year working as a food runner at
Playland. My responsibility at Playland is to deal
with shipping, and stocking of all the stands. I am
hired to work for the Pacific National Exhibition
Fair since they needed lots of help. I spend the
month working at Playland two weeks training and
two weeks working for the fair.
my second to last shift, I am told that all the
employees in the same department give a little
initiation of 'Hello and welcome,' on the last
shift. Of course at the time, I am told to bring
extra clothes, but I still did not know what this
would be for.
on my last day, there was no initiation for me. As
a result, I carry on with my normal duties. After I
deliver goods to a stand, I head back to the stock
room. I go through the 'Employee only,' door.
of a sudden, before I can even blink my eyes, ten
guys dump flour on me. The flour is followed up by
flossine sugar (special kind of syrup used at
Playland.), than snocone syrup, and lastly more
this is going on, I use all my might to get away.
My only option is to run back out the door I have
just come through. I yank the door with all the
strength I have in my arm, however, someone has
snuck up behind the door and is holding the door so
it will not open.
initiation is now complete. Everyone that has
initiated my welcome now laughs, and runs away. I
look down at myself. I am completely green, looking
like some sort of a green alien. Of course, I did
not bring extra clothes, so I try my best to wash
all these liquids off, but it is practically
impossible. It is 'Bleached,' through my skin.
as a result, I am left to work the remaining six
hours looking like an alien. Moreover, I have to go
home by skytrain and the bus. Everyone that went by
me stare at me. I run home once I get off my bus
stop, and hide in shame, with last thoughts,
"Revenge will soon occur."
Good Ol' Days
Dog I Teased
Last Days for My
Time Being a Big
on My Eyelid
about Music: Music
Where's My Mommy
- Sandy and Thomas Peters