highpeaksdrifter
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When you’re riding a chair it’s kind of like riding a moving bench, you can stare straight ahead and pretty much ignore who is on your side if you choose. Being on a Gondi is like being in a very small room where you’re sitting face to face with strangers. When you get on a Gondi you never know what you’re in for. It might be quiet, you might have a pleasant conversation with a stranger, or it can be a 10-15 minute horror show.
Unruly kids whose parents will not tell them to stop yelling, hitting, complaining, banging things, and getting up and down drive me crazy. Also, a group of friends who think everything out of their mouths is hysterical and are loud and won’t shut up can also be obnoxious.
At Whiteface last year there was a kid who actually lost control of his bowels and defecated in a cabin. I’m told the kid was both very embarrassed and apologetic to the liftie when he got off. Poor kid, but how would you like to be on that ride?
Any thoughts or stories?
Unruly kids whose parents will not tell them to stop yelling, hitting, complaining, banging things, and getting up and down drive me crazy. Also, a group of friends who think everything out of their mouths is hysterical and are loud and won’t shut up can also be obnoxious.
At Whiteface last year there was a kid who actually lost control of his bowels and defecated in a cabin. I’m told the kid was both very embarrassed and apologetic to the liftie when he got off. Poor kid, but how would you like to be on that ride?
Any thoughts or stories?