So this Saturday was the annual clusterfuck known as the OKP Six Flags Great Adventure trip where everyone says they want to go, but only a handful of people actually shows up.
Accompanying me on this--the final Melanism-organized trip--was Bill and Yusef. Two others would show up later but my adventure was with Bill and Yusef.
So once we arrived, we went straight to Nitro.
After waiting on a line for 40 plus minutes, I was ready to go home. And so was Bill.
Yusef noticed that some guy handed the ride conductor a blue sheet, conductor signed it and the guy got on the ride right away.
After we got off Nitro, Yusef asked the Six Flags employee what the form was and he told him that it was a handicapped pass.
Yusef was intrigued and was ready to get his hustle on.
Yusef went to guest services while Bill and I sat down and tried to hide from the blistering heat.
He came back with a pass in hand.
He told him that he had a handicapped person in his party and all they asked him was "How many people in your party?"
After some hesitatation on my part and Bill's, we all went along and went on every ride with NO WAIT.
None.
Yusef attributed to the fact that these kids make $7 dollars an hour and don't give a fuck.
They didn't even ask us which one of us was supposed to be handicapped.
This is easily the most interesting trip that I ever had a Great Adventure that had no romantic underpinnings.
Yes, I know my spot in hell is reserved.
I hope I get a handicapped pass so I don't have to wait on that hot ass line.
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