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25 June 2005 - 5:16pm
...I would have picked Will to be my partner in science class.
We had an email yesterday from a woman who was concerned about the notation on our website stating that the average water temperature in Splashin' Safari is currently 85 degrees.
She asked if that water temperature was too hot to be comfortable.
I forward all emailed comments to Will, Mrs. Koch, and our directors. Usually I've already responded to the email by then, but sometimes I ask for help.
I emailed back that hot tubs are usually set at 100-101 degrees, so 85 degrees was considerably cooler. Quite refreshing, actually.
This morning, Will sent me a slightly more sophisticated explanation:
Most people don’t understand that because of water’s high specific heat capacity, water of a given temperature (say 85 degrees) can cool a guest much more effectively than air at the same temperature. Eight-five-degree water feels cool to us humans while 85-degree air feels hot (our bodies are at 98.6, of course). We are all constantly giving off heat, and the water is better able to “absorb” it than the air around us. Seventy-degree water feels downright frigid. Anything below 78 to 80 would be described as “cold.”
Who says working at a theme park isn't an educational experience?
24 June 2005 - 5:50pm
While heading back to my office through the 4th of July section, I noticed two women--walking slowly and studying the park map with a perplexed look on their faces:
Gosh, if they'd just put a "You Are Here" marker on these maps, they'd be so much easier to read!
And yes, I did offer my assistance.
24 June 2005 - 5:50pm
Driving home last night, there it was...
By the side of the road.
On the shoulder.
On its side.
Left behind by someone.
How do you lose a shoe on the highway?
Do you fling it out the window because the Odor Eater finally gave out? Does it slip off your sweaty foot during your morning jog?
How does this happen?
This made me think of something else I found recently ... in the water park.
A grown man's pair of underwear--abandoned--in the middle of a walkway.
How did this happen?
I was finishing up a tour of Splashin' Safari with yet another travel writer. She'd already remarked about how clean the park appeared. We'd passed a napkin and I'd quickly scooped it up and disposed of it in one of the zillion trash cans Mrs. Koch has spaced evenly throughout the park.
And there they were.
Gleaming, snowy-white in the brilliant sunshine.
A pair of ... tighty whities.
While explaining our Free Sunscreen to the writer, my eyes dashed wildly about, hoping to find...
What? Someone looking for an errant pair of undies?
Well, you never know.
As we got closer, the decision-making time had arrived. Gotta do it. Gotta pick those puppies up.
"Goodness! Look at this! Someone lost something here...I'll bet they had just changed into their swim trunks and lost these on their way back to their locker."
Can't just leave them lying there. Pick them up. Now! Grimacing only slightly, I used my fingernails to gingerly snag the edge of the still-springy elastic waistband.
They didn't look ... well ... used.
Rather a shame to throw them out. But who in their right mind will call a park the next day, "Um...did you find my ... um ... well, you know ..." I consulted the employee closest to me -- over in Locker Rental: Anyone report a missing pair? No? Hmmmm ... okay, thanks.
Now, socks, I'll put on top of the nearest trash can. If they're still there at close, into the dumpster they go. But isn't a trash receptacle topped with someone's unmentionables rather...unseemly?
The travel writer started to get quite interested in my dilemma. Shifting focus in this way is not advisable. Flip went the flap on the trash can. Gone. Whew!
I do apologize to the poor man who undoubtedly experienced chafing on his way home that night. If, sir, you also lost a sneaker on your drive home, please send me an email and we'll get it back to you -- it's the least I can do.
23 June 2005 - 5:16pm
Our Call Center staff is still chuckling over this call that came in today:
Hello...I just bought a loaf of bread and saw your coupon on it, so I thought I'd call. Are you a bakery?
That really got a rise out of the Call Center.
My response would have been: "Sorry, sir...we don't get to loaf around enough to be a bakery."
I guess that's why I'm not allowed in the Call Center.