Over the weekend I, for about an hour or so, thought that one random act of kindness had my faith restored in humanity. We were snowboarding, sitting at the car getting ready, and I was approached by a middle age woman who was looking for scissors. Turns out someone with us actually had scissors with them. The woman had decided against a day on the mountain as her husband, significant other, whatever, had messed up his shins. It was this woman's intention to give us the lift ticket for the day. That's an $80 value. Since I have a season pass, I had no use for it, so I passed it on to someone who was with us.
About an hour or so went by, and we had taken 2 - 3 runs. We get to the main lift line, and when the ticket is scanned, it turns out it was a ticket from the day before. How stupid can that woman have been to give us the wrong ticket? Was it intentional? So now, we're holding up the line. People behind us are starting to talk. In a moment of impressive restraint, I decided against going on a profanity laced tirade because of the person behind us in line. No shit we're holding up the line. You think I didn't realize that? Go back to Quebec, snooty French Canadian asshole.
So, the ticket scanning employee now will not let us up, understandably. Instead of taking the ticket, he decides to act as an escort and bring our poor friend all the way to Guest Services, while, I backtrack to the car to get the free voucher this person had prior to the retard that needed the scissors walked into our lives. By the time I get back to Guest Services, at least 30 minutes later, no one is there. Our phones are in the car. We finally found each other, and finished out the day. How could that woman have not known it wasn't the right day? Why didn't one of us see it? I continue to have no faith in humanity.
That is all.
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