Breckenridge drops the rope in two days and the snow report is being stingy, so I'm waxing my own skis on the floor before my shift instead. This thermal gave up staying down about two minutes in. Tell me you'd still hand me the iron?
Breckenridge drops the rope in two days and the snow report is being stingy, so I'm waxing my own skis on the floor before my shift instead. This thermal gave up staying down about two minutes in. Tell me you'd still hand me the iron?
Three more inches coming tonight and I could smell it the second I pushed open the loading dock door — my legs are still dead from the weekend but apparently my heart didn't get the memo. Tell me you'd still take first chair with me anyway?
Half the floor checked out this morning and left their whole Halloween behind for me — confetti, solo cups, one plastic spider I'm honestly keeping. I've got ten minutes before the next wing and I'm not spending a second of them dressed. Come make these ten minutes worth it?
Halloween is officially over and the mountain doesn't care — my shift started in the dark and I'm still wearing half of last night under this apron. November's first arrivals are checking in downstairs. Tell me you'd still let me clean your room looking like this?
Halloween party: survived. The walk from the elevator to my door, less so. Come finish what the night started?
It's actually happening — the gondola is spinning, the DJ is set up at the base, and I traded my shift swap for a free doughnut at the top. My skis are still in my room and I have never hated a lunch break more. Come steal me back onto the snow?
Keystone drops the rope tomorrow morning and half the staff table suddenly has a cough — meanwhile I'm standing here in my costume with my skis by the door trying to do math. First gondola or the party, I genuinely can't pick. Which one are you dragging me to?
Pumpkin duty somehow landed on me two days before the staff party, and my sweater gave up on staying put about an hour into carving. This is going slower than it should for obvious reasons. Tell me honestly — is my jack-o-lantern deranged?
Costume for the staff party is officially done and I may have skipped underwear entirely — the choker stays on though, obviously. Tell me what you'd do if you caught me like this before I make it out the door?
Staff Halloween party is in three days and my costume showed up this morning, so obviously I had to try it on before my shift. The choker was supposed to be optional — tell me if I can pull it off?