Today was duty. No, I`m not saying it was work I had to do, I was on duty today. That means that I help out at all the meals, I answer phones on lunch break, and then after dinner, I hold the `duty` phone, and do everything the guests need from us. Thankfully, we don`t have many guests, but I did have to do a check in after 6- my first check in yet, it was a little intimidating, but I survived.
Last night was staff night out: curling. It was actually a lot of fun. It was a little difficult to begin with, but I really like it. I mean REALLY like it. Maybe Trent will have a team. After curling (in which my team won both games), we all went to Des Alpes for a beer. After this, Indy (UK), Lynsay, Dave and I walked back to the centre, diving into snow banks every chance we had (there`s still a lot of snow, so we did a lot of diving), which was so much fun.
Working duty with me was Chris (maintinence, from Great Britain). We hadn`t really talked much, but he`s great. Skinny, but eats and eats and eats. He would by far out eat Scotty Bowman, which is saying something. He also has the greatest eyes ever, and smiles at everything, almost a 4 year old smile.....maybe 6 year old. It`s very funny.
We`re also playing this murder game right now (throughout the whole season). Every person is given a slip of paper saying who, where, and how they have to kill the person. For example, Tim had to kill Anna in Reception with a microwave. Most people try and lure their person in, but Tim is so big, and Anna so small, that he just lifted her up and carried her to reception. Mine is rather tricky, although I can`t say what it is incase they read this. Always cautious. I`ll let you know that it is going to be very difficult, and I`m going to have to get the help of another staff member, but we`ll see. Anyways, as we were cleaning up after dinner, Chris says I should be careful, because duty walk (duty person has to go around the whole chalet to make sure windows are closed, lights are off etc) is a very good time to be killed (seeing as you have to go in every room). Thinking nothing of it, I just carry on. I was actually hoping to be killed because mine is going to be hard. Still cleaning, Tim asked me to take the garbage out, so I did. As I get to the store room for the recycling and garbage, Tim comes out of no where, picks me up and tries to throw me in the room. I kicked and screamed and fought, and still didn`t win. He then hits me with a spoon yells `You`re dead` and runs away. Going back upstairs, him and Chris are both laughing at me, before Chris says `You`re not really dead`. Having no idea what he ment, Tim had to explain that he didn`t have to kill me, but just wanted to scare me some more. It worked. During duty walk at 11pm, I was terrified, looking around corners and keeping my back to the wall. Now that I`ll almost been killed, I don`t want to die. How prophetic.
Between cleaning and duty walk, we had a couple of hours to kill, so a bunch of us sat down to watch a movie. I was so comfortable, in pj pants, blanket, snuggled in between people, it was awesome. Then the staff room phone rings, not the duty phone which I have in my hand. So i get up to get the phone (on the far side of the room) and it`s CHRIS! `Oh, you did get off the couch!` WHAT? He didn`t need anything, just wanted to see if I`d actually get off the couch. Jerk.
During the day, 4 people had the day off. Pip (smacked her head on ice and has a concussion), Rakel (what may be second degree burn on her cheeks), David (snow blindness) and Stephan (also had a concussion). What a group of STS we are.
Let`s recap:
Lynsay- nothing
Malcolm- almost broke wrist, saw doctor
Ah Ruem- pulled ligaments in leg, saw doctor
Robert- nothing
David- Snow blindness. saw doctor
Stephan- concussion, saw doctor
Pip- concussion, saw doctor
Dave- nothing
Creighton- skiied into building
Kike- Hurt knee, saw doctor
Rakel- second degree facial burn (most likely), saw doctor
This doctor must be RICH off of the centre!!
Anyways, I survived duty and more importantly duty walk. Now it`s on to plotting how to kill my person.....
Love,
Creighton
No comments:
Post a Comment