"Hey we want to get a picture, there are seven of us. How much would that be?" A man approached me at the photo booth. He wore a plaid shirt and a ball cap.
"Well, it's $5 a picture, so..."I responded before he cut in, "Can we all get in one picture?"
"That depends on the guys." I said, gesturing towards the coaster. "Why?" he asked, "Aren't you the boss?" I laughed at this, did someone set me up here? "No I'm not the boss!"
"Now see here," he said, getting frustrated, "I want one picture, now do you or don't you take the pictures?"
Now I'm the one getting frustrated. "It's up to them, the guys are in charge of safety!"
"What guys? You keep pointing thata way..."
"Look," I said slowly, realizing there was obviously something wrong here and this conversation was escalating toward an ugly place. "You get on the roller coaster, and..." he cut me off.
"Oh, you have to ride the roller coaster...oh..." and he walked away in a hurry. "Oh my..." I said to no one in particular.
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