Satan’s Tilt-a-Whirl
When I heard the county fair was coming to town, I marked it on the calendar. THIS is the day I will ride my Tilt-a-Whirl. I planned it months ago and even got a confirmation that they indeed had a Tilt-a-Whirl from someone who was there. So last Thursday, we headed to the L.A. County Fair.
It was an hour’s drive but I didn’t care. My Tilt-a-Whirl was there. It was the only reason Denis was willing to drive for an hour and be there on a hot and windy day. As if the amusement ride wouldn’t be enough, we arrived and went to get tickets and guess what? Senior Discount!!
Once we were in Denis said, “Do you want to go see the animals first?” “No. Tilt-a-Whirl.” “How about the prize winning pies? You love to bake.” “No. Tilt-a-Whirl.” I had a singular goal and nothing was going to slow me down. I thought I would ride five times, twice right away, go see the animals, two more rides, then the pies, and one more ride before we left.
This Tilt-a-Whirl wasn’t the traditional red but it was even prettier, painted in pink and purple. As if this wasn’t the best day ever (no traffic + senior discount) there was hardly anybody on the ride! No line at all. Denis bought some ride tickets, and I saw only two cars with other riders so I could pick any of the other cars. Denis got the camera ready while I handed the ride operator (let’s call him “Satan”) my tickets.
“You can’t ride,” said Satan. “WHAT? Why not?” “No single riders,” Satan replied. “But there’s nobody here,” I said, “That’s for when there’s a line. I drove an hour to ride this Tilt-a-Whirl. Most of the cars are empty.” “No, you can’t ride,” said Satan, “No single riders.” Denis offered to ride with me but I was wearing a nice shirt and didn’t want him throwing up on it. It was a long, sad, ride home. Satan could probably get a job at a restaurant and if Jesus himself walked in he’d say, “Sorry. No shirt, no shoes, no service.”
I would have loved to rode with you .As a thanks for the years of smiles you shared with me.
OMG! You’re Jenny Jones. You couldn’t find someone to ride with you??? I can’t believe that you would just give in and walk away! huh??? You love that ride! I remember telling you that we had a carnival two years ago and me and my friends rode the tilt-a-whirl just for you!! Please don’t tell me that you didn’t ride after it means that much to you??? Wow, Denis you need to get a stronger stomach my brother!! ha ha! 🙂 I hope you guys had a great time anyway!
Sue
You have got to be kidding! Drive an hour away and don’t get to ride because you’re the only one gonna ride. Bad Satan! On the other hand Jenny, Denis did offer to ride with you and he may have been okay with it because he offered. You should’ve took the chance while it was there. If he got sick then deal with that afterwards. You missed out again, dang it! 🙁
I do give you the benefit of the doubt of trying again after last year’s incident though. That was terrible and quite scary I’m sure. Try again next year but wear something you can throw out in case Denis gets sick. I’m sure you know how to work this ride so maybe you did the right thing to save a good shirt…lol… 😆
Ooops, sorry Denis…
Ok, this is ALL kinds of wrong. Satan needed his behind kicked!!!! You shouldda called me up, Jenny….I would have ridden with you. That’s my favourite all-time carnival ride!!!!!! I’m thinking we should sic your squirrels on him….
Hey Jenny, Denis is a sweetheart! My husband would have insisted on a sausage, sautéed onion, and green pepper sandwich followed by a long silent drive home.(He of course would be napping the whole ride back.) That would have left me with NO ONE to b..ch to!