The Travel Mishap
At a Chinese auction, four people’s names were drawn for an exclusive trip to the Bahamas. The four winners arrived at the airport, ready for their tropical vacation, when at the last minute their happiness was destroyed.
“Well this is just fantastic, now isn't it?” complained Miranda Bailey.
“Ugh. I’d rather be stranded on an island than be having a ‘vacation’ in the middle of Ohio,” ranted Tom Hanks.
“Call my Aunt Marie, help her gather all my things. I forgot my phone charger and my coat, she lives 20 minutes from Cincinnati,” said Tyler Joseph.
“We shouldn’t even go at all…” groaned Eeyore.
For some reason their glorious trip to the Bahamas had to be swapped with a trip to Cincinnati, Ohio. But as some sort as compensation
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for the disappointment, the people responsible for this switch threw in a fancy dinner at Golden Corral, and a trip to the Cincinnati Zoo for free. The group wasn’t happy about what happened, but they went on the trip anyway. “This is just terrible…” commented Eeyore. “An all expenses paid trip along with a round trip plane ticket is good enough. Free is free and I didn't request off of work for nothing,” added Miranda. “You know, I’m not a real big fan of planes for some reason,” admitted Tom. “I’m just taking my time on my ride,” mumbled Tyler as he fell asleep against the window. After the chaos of trying to find their luggage, they head over to Enterprise so they all could have their own cars for the next few days (this was also included for compensation). It was a slow and tedious process, but after a while they finally are able to get their temporary vehicles. In their attempts to get to their hotel a few of them got lost (some more than others), but eventually they all found their way to the hotel. Like every stay in a hotel, everyone bickers about who is getting which room and fighting over space for their things. But then after everything and everyone is settled, they looked at the clock and saw that it read 5:32 May 27th, 2016. Then Miranda looked at their schedule and noticed that their dinner was suppose to be at 6:00 May 27th 2016. “Hey! If any of you happen to care, dinner is in about 25 minutes!” shouted Miranda “Well would you look at that. Why did I think this would be a good trip…” sighed Eeyore. “Look at us. We are on vacation, but we are rushed and now we’re stressed out,” claimed Tyler. “Would you guys just shut up and get ready!” barked Tom. The group stumbled to try to get ready and leave on time. They were fighting over bathrooms and if they would all drive together or not, but eventually they all were ready and in their cars on the way to dinner. As they looked in the windows of Golden Corral, they saw some pretty unpleasant things; people fighting over food, toddlers running, and even plates on the floor. “Is that man stealing food off of that woman's plate?” Miranda asked. “What has our society come to…” wondered Eeyore. “I’m fairly local, and I’ve been around, but I’ve never seen anything like this,” added Tyler. “Stupid is as stupid does I suppose,” mentioned Tom. After about half an hour, they trudge along to be seated.
Now, I bet you’re wondering how I know how all of this happened. Surprisingly, I was actually their server, even though it was a buffet (since it was a pre-planned dinner that was included with their stay, I had to serve them if needed).
“And what would all of you like to drink this evening?” I asked the group.
“Just water, but no lemon. Lemon in the water is just nasty,” replied Miranda.
“Like my mother always said, life is like a glass of chocolate milk,” piped Tom.
“I’ve got a migraine, so why not just some tea,” added Tyler.
“And I’ll take coffee, but black, like my soul…” said Eeyore.
“Okie dokie fam, I’ll be right back with that for you guys,” I said to them as I skipped away, trying to hide the awkwardness of what Eeyore said.
I came back with their drinks, and naturally they were off to get their food. When they came back it was slightly awkward, because I was just sitting there, so I decided to make small talk. Well, that small talk ended up being them telling me all about how they got there and how mad they were about it.
“Okay, okay. Yes, this was a pretty bad thing that has happened, but it could’ve been worse,” argued Miranda. “So what if we didn’t get to go to the Bahamas, but we still got to go on a vacation.”
“Yeah, we could’ve been sent somewhere against our will or something,” added
Tom. “Or Detroit,” remarked Eeyore “I went there one time, it was pretty bad. Somebody stole my car radio,” mumbled Tyler. So, even though the group didn’t go to the Bahamas, and had to go to a crowded and messy Golden Corral, their trip wasn’t that bad. They all got to know each other pretty well, even though they became friends because of a Chinese Auction. Although Eeyore is somewhat depressing, Miranda is kind of bossy, Tom seems to have been through some things, and Tyler seems to keep referring to something, they all had a good time and still keep in touch today. Oh, and just in case you were wondering, when they went to the zoo the next day they all had a great time. Tyler’s favorite part happened to be the gorillas for some reason, but I guess something happened right after they left. But anyway, I learned a pretty good life lesson from that diverse group of people; even though it might not be what you expected, you’ll never forget it.
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Attendant: “Here are your drinks. The food will be out soon. Shall I carry your tray for you?”
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