almost like carnie-folk

So myself and 24 of my closest friends were at Cedar Point this past weekend...enjoying an end of the summer day of coaster riding when I stumbled upon something I've never witnessed before in my life. Let me preface this by saying I basically grew up going to Cedar Point, and I'm pretty much more comfortable on a roller coaster than I am on most other modes of transportation. So I've seen all types of amusement park folk...ridden all the rides...endlessly and so on.

So we're standing in line to ride the Millenium Force...tallest, fastest North American Coaster out there- and all of a sudden, the line is at a stand still. The car that just ran was sitting, full of people, in the sun. Not unloading. Then there's a bit of commotion....and we realize that there's been something terrible. Yes my friends, as we looked over to the unloading zone, we saw a gentleman, in his mid-thirties, launching his lunch. Probably only 30 feet away from us, he's really lettin' it go, and his lovely, caring, slightly embarassed girlfriend is gently rubbing his back. As we surveyed the situation, we realized that he wasn't just throwing up there, on the ground, but he had actually lost it much earlier, on the coaster. Hence the delay in the coasters' well timed runs. They were hosing it down, and sanitizing it quite thoroughly. We all decided that someone needed to hose down the guy, as he had bright orange yack all down his leg, and on his socks and shoes.

Where do you go from there? I mean, everyone just saw you throw up- your girlfriend is trying to comfort you, knowing full well that you're a pansy. There's even this guy sitting in the car that just returned, who had to be at least 80 years old. I mean, come on. As the girlfriend, what do you say? "Honey, would you like to go ride the ferris wheel? maybe the bumper cars?"

The guy in front of me made a keen observation- "maybe she should take him on a water ride, to clean him up."