I worked for Club Med as a Bicycle G.O.* for a stint that included one Christmas. This was many years ago, and at one particular family-friendly club, so your mileage may vary wildly, especially since Cancun is supposed to be a singles Mecca.
Got a funny story. The Chief (read: director) of my village in Mexico was a recently-installed non-American who fancied himself a great impressario and who loved to stage extravegant Las Vegas-style shows for the guests, who mostly included Americans from NYC or California. Rumor was that he stiffed the budgets of all the nontheatrical departments so he could buy extra piles of costumes, props and fireworks for his shows.
Well, Christmas is coming and the chief decides he’s going to stage a huge musical re-enactment of the nativity story on the beach, complete with real animals rented from town. Incidentally, all the G.O.s – like me – do double duty as the show performers. Well, the stage guys went nuts to make this show happen, and we G.O.'s had to learn a whole new routine just for this one mega-performance.
Well, sure enough, we pull it off! Trouble was, the club was packed – I mean, like 80% – with Jews!!! The chief had no idea that American Christians don’t go to the tropics for Christmas. They visit Grandpa in St. Louis. It’s the Jews that get away!
So here were all these G.O.s performing their hearts out with a real nativity scene complete with real animals, with only handful of Goyim and some of the most disinterested Jews you ever saw in the audience.
Ahh, Le Club – what memories! Did I ever tell you about the time we got hit by the hurricane…?
- G.O.s are the staffmembers.