Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 3:43 pm
when they have no idea how many you tell them "I need a number fast!" and act like you're gunn a get fired or something. i think i've already posted this story but it's still my favorite.
so the film room is really slow on getting people to grouper, which happens to be me, so the next group goes up and down the stairs with out stopping. Mind you this is really odd because it's already mid day, people should be flocking. So the first guy come down the stairs and i ask him "How many in you party sir?" He looks at me like i'm and idiot and says
"All of them." and wavees his hand to show me the people on the stairs.
so i ask him, "so how many are there" thinking at this point the forgien guy here has a ginormous party, probly all scandanavian, like this guy, a hard to understand, and unable to count.
"How should i know?"
"well sir is there someone here who can tell me?"
"......"
"wait on the side sir!" he wanders of to where ever the hell he wants
so i look around him to the people behind him and ask, "how many are in your party" in a give me a shred of hope tone of voice. and this nice little old lady answers.
"Well there are two of us" it dawned on me then and there, dumbapples thought i was asking him how many in the line, i hope that he hadn't been pulling this all day, and that he would eventually figure out why everyone was asking him how many in the line when he was all alone. so he was off grouping himself, and i made sure that i filled all the seats exculding him as much as possible. so that he'd be the one wrong when the seats were uneven. i think it worked out tho, sadly.
so the film room is really slow on getting people to grouper, which happens to be me, so the next group goes up and down the stairs with out stopping. Mind you this is really odd because it's already mid day, people should be flocking. So the first guy come down the stairs and i ask him "How many in you party sir?" He looks at me like i'm and idiot and says
"All of them." and wavees his hand to show me the people on the stairs.
so i ask him, "so how many are there" thinking at this point the forgien guy here has a ginormous party, probly all scandanavian, like this guy, a hard to understand, and unable to count.
"How should i know?"
"well sir is there someone here who can tell me?"
"......"
"wait on the side sir!" he wanders of to where ever the hell he wants
so i look around him to the people behind him and ask, "how many are in your party" in a give me a shred of hope tone of voice. and this nice little old lady answers.
"Well there are two of us" it dawned on me then and there, dumbapples thought i was asking him how many in the line, i hope that he hadn't been pulling this all day, and that he would eventually figure out why everyone was asking him how many in the line when he was all alone. so he was off grouping himself, and i made sure that i filled all the seats exculding him as much as possible. so that he'd be the one wrong when the seats were uneven. i think it worked out tho, sadly.