Friday, May 22, 2009

The worst job in the world... being the Chuck E. Cheese mascot.

Aaron has three (yes, THREE) birthday parties to attend this week. We knocked one of those three out yesterday. The party was at an old stand-by--Chuck E. Cheese. Ugh. That's all I have to say. A 100+ kids going bonkers over a guy in a rat suit. It was pure insanity. One kid was spanking Chuck. About a dozen kids group hugged him at once. I watched in terror as children screamed with delight as they strangled Chuck E.'s legs.

The poor sap in the Chuck E. suit has the patience of a Zen master. Do you think he (or she) goes to his happy place as the kids are kicking him in the shin?

Chuck E. has an escape plan, though. When his show is over, his assistant throws free tickets. Like pigeons in front of a bag lady, the kids all hit the floor, greedily snatching up the little chipboard rectangles. During this diversion, Chuck sneaks off to the employee break-room, probably for a stiff drink.

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