Today was an amusement park kind of day. The park has a deal where they charge you a ridiculous amount of money for a refill cup/bucket one time so that you can pay a more reasonable amount the rest of the season. I told the kids that I would cover the ridiculous cost, but they would need to cover the rest of the season.
Last Tuesday (June 4th), I bought Sam his cup and popcorn bucket. He is serious about his popcorn. When we headed to the park last Tuesday, he was very concerned about whether or not he would be getting his favorite snack. Popcorn really is better at movie theaters, Target, and amusement parks than it is at home. You know it. I know it. Sam really, really knows it. I held off until after 9pm. The problem with that idea was that by that time, the buckets were sold out. (Insert dramatic music here. Maybe something from a horror movie genre.)
The girl behind the counter at Coney Refresments (whose name I didn't think to get) said I could go to one of the other locations. Another girl offered to call to make sure they had it before I left when I said "Nooooooooooo!!!" I just couldn't face dragging Sam to another popcorn location that late. The nameless girl (with very long brown hair) saved the day by offering a "broken" bucket. I asked how broken? It was missing it's handle. That was it! I said, "Good enough for us....hand it over!!!!" Day saved. Thank you Coney Girl from Tuesday for resolving the issue.
Today, we went back to the park. It was over 91 degrees with a heat index over 100. When it is that hot and I am traveling with autism and teenagers, there is always drama, drama, drama. I was trying to get everyone to agree to a plan that would maximize the drink deal. No luck. Since I could not get everybody on board with my plan, I changed my order 3 times. Let me rephrase that, Maleya had to change my order three times. Which she was very nice about. Quite honestly, my brain quits working when the heat index gets over 90. I finally got my act together and got the drinks.
Towards the end of the day, we circled back for a refill and popcorn. Maleya remembered us (HA! Like she could forget) and noticed that our previously purchased popcorn bucket was missing it's handle. She asked if it broke. I told her we got it broken because it was the only one left....she offered to trade it out. Wasn't that nice? Especially since we had already proven ourselves to be annoyingly high maintenance.
Thank you Coney Refreshment Girl from Tuesday and Maleya from today. I am very sorry to say that you guys were so nice, we will probably seek out your snack spot specifically the rest of the season!
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