Hi there! I typically just love lurking and reading the stories y'all share, but this just happened not 20 minutes ago and I felt the need to share with you fine folks.
Backstory - I'm an "Entertainment Technician" at my casino employer. Mostly I work with designing lights and running them for shows that come in to our different venues.
Now, it's a very rare occasion for any of us techs to be out on the casino floor interacting with the public. Sometimes, however, there's just no getting around the need to transport equipment from one place to another and using the main floor to do so.
Maneuvering large, heavy roadcases full of expensive equipment over carpet isn't the easiest of tasks, especially with me being all of 5' tall, so I do my best to move at a slow but steady pace. When the pathway is clear of traffic, I step it up so the equipment can get back to its home that much faster.
Enter crazy psycho lady who has an apparent death wish on top of having to pee like a racehorse.
This broad steps out into the walkway, INCHES in front of this huge roadcase pile I'm pushing, and just stands there, staring at me while I shift all my weight in the opposite direction in an effort not to run her over. This, of course, results in some of the stacked cases shifting slightly, but thankfully none topple to the floor.
CL- Crazy Lady
me- your friendly 5' of Fury light tech
*screeching halt and shifting of heavy roadcases*
CL: *death glare directed at me*
me: *breathing again* "Can I help you, ma'am?"
CL: "Where tha batrooms at?"
me: "....Directly behind you...?" (under the huge, brightly lit sign that says "LADIES")
CL: "Oh."
*pause while eying pile of roadcases*
CL: "Yoo shud be careful wit all dat. Sumbody cud get hurt."
*CL storms off to bathrooms*
...only in my dreams, ma'am. Only in my dreams.
My coworker is now convinced that I'll be having dreams about accosting people with keyboard cases tonight. I'm not certain he's wrong.
Backstory - I'm an "Entertainment Technician" at my casino employer. Mostly I work with designing lights and running them for shows that come in to our different venues.
Now, it's a very rare occasion for any of us techs to be out on the casino floor interacting with the public. Sometimes, however, there's just no getting around the need to transport equipment from one place to another and using the main floor to do so.
Maneuvering large, heavy roadcases full of expensive equipment over carpet isn't the easiest of tasks, especially with me being all of 5' tall, so I do my best to move at a slow but steady pace. When the pathway is clear of traffic, I step it up so the equipment can get back to its home that much faster.
Enter crazy psycho lady who has an apparent death wish on top of having to pee like a racehorse.
This broad steps out into the walkway, INCHES in front of this huge roadcase pile I'm pushing, and just stands there, staring at me while I shift all my weight in the opposite direction in an effort not to run her over. This, of course, results in some of the stacked cases shifting slightly, but thankfully none topple to the floor.
CL- Crazy Lady
me- your friendly 5' of Fury light tech
*screeching halt and shifting of heavy roadcases*
CL: *death glare directed at me*
me: *breathing again* "Can I help you, ma'am?"
CL: "Where tha batrooms at?"
me: "....Directly behind you...?" (under the huge, brightly lit sign that says "LADIES")
CL: "Oh."
*pause while eying pile of roadcases*
CL: "Yoo shud be careful wit all dat. Sumbody cud get hurt."
*CL storms off to bathrooms*
...only in my dreams, ma'am. Only in my dreams.
My coworker is now convinced that I'll be having dreams about accosting people with keyboard cases tonight. I'm not certain he's wrong.
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