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Sep. 19th, 2004 11:36 amSo... Haunted House. I don't know if Eric the Asshat was supposed to be working or not... probably, but yeah, me and Dolphy were the only Lakeshore people there. He hid in a cornfield wearing a white gorilla suit and jumping out at people, and I sat in a little room trying to scare people with an axe from behind plexiglass all night. Didn't work out so well... my room was just lame. I mean, the thing is, it was so OBVIOUS. If you're in a haunted house and you see someone behind plexiglass "sharpening" a big axe, what's going to happen? Oh, right, a big axe is going to swing down and thunk against the glass at you! So I only scared, like, 5 people the whole night, and that was with using the pull-down axe AND standing up and swinging my hand-held one at them, into the glass, several times. I think I did quite a lot of damage to the plexiglass even though my axe was dull, heh, but oh well, that's what happens when you give me a lame room.
There were entirely too many asshat teenage guys who hit the window back when I hit the axe on the window at them. "HUHUHUH, HUHUHUH. *thunk, thunk* HUHUHUH." I wanted the glass to magically just disappear so I could scare the shit out of them.
Two of the only people I REALLY scared I felt bad for, they were these two girls only maybe 8 or 9, and they both gave these prolonged piercing screams and started sobbing and one was like "I'M GONNA DIE!!". And their father was just laughing at them. I wanted to go out there and tell them it was okay and conk their father with the axe (only the latter probably would have made matters worse)... I mean, come on. "Oh, my daughter is scared out of her mind and panicking! This was a GREAT idea! Huhuhuh!" I heard them screaming the same way through the whole rest of the tent (I wasn't in the main house) and felt like I'd scarred them for life or something.
My makeup job was really fucking weird. I didn't see it until I got home and it was peeling off by then, otherwise I'd've taken a picture of it. AAaaagh.
I got home at 12:45. My mother woke me up early. Dammit.
So yeah.
There were entirely too many asshat teenage guys who hit the window back when I hit the axe on the window at them. "HUHUHUH, HUHUHUH. *thunk, thunk* HUHUHUH." I wanted the glass to magically just disappear so I could scare the shit out of them.
Two of the only people I REALLY scared I felt bad for, they were these two girls only maybe 8 or 9, and they both gave these prolonged piercing screams and started sobbing and one was like "I'M GONNA DIE!!". And their father was just laughing at them. I wanted to go out there and tell them it was okay and conk their father with the axe (only the latter probably would have made matters worse)... I mean, come on. "Oh, my daughter is scared out of her mind and panicking! This was a GREAT idea! Huhuhuh!" I heard them screaming the same way through the whole rest of the tent (I wasn't in the main house) and felt like I'd scarred them for life or something.
My makeup job was really fucking weird. I didn't see it until I got home and it was peeling off by then, otherwise I'd've taken a picture of it. AAaaagh.
I got home at 12:45. My mother woke me up early. Dammit.
So yeah.