Stuck on a chairlift. What a bunch of sissies. In the early seventies I was stuck on a chairlift in Aspen for four hours. These whiners have the luxury of being in a gondola. I was out in the open on a chair. In Aspen, they had people jumping off into a big friggen net, these whiners get lowered down with a harness. I peed my pants (Hey, I was 5, and the ski instructer was with me, she assured me it wouldn’t be long) and all I got was a free pass for the next day (I was leaving that night), and some of these folks seem to be already building the foundation for a suit.
If anyone sues, I will be pitting them. Check it off as a life experience and move on. I don’t remember anything else from that trip thirty years later, but I do remember that.
You have no sympathy because you got worse treatment and peed? Is that the test for empathy where you come from?
Yeah. Everything was better in the olden days, when everything was worse.
It could have been much worse. At Sunshine Village ski resort, which is closer to Banff than Lake Louise, they used to have buses shuttle people from the parking lot up to the base of the moutain. On at least 2 occasions, buses on the way down lost control and crashed. I don’t think that anyone ever died, but still. I was about 8 or 9 and skiing with my father, brother and sister and we all crammed onto one bus late in the day. The other bus that left at the same time as ours did, crashed at the bottom - it lost its breaks and skidded into a creek. I remember seeing a bunch of stunned people climbing off the bus, many of them were bleeding. Thankfully, there were no serious injuries.
That said, I have been stuck on a chair lift for about 45 minutes. When the weather is nice, it isn’t an issue, but if is particlarly cool or windy - it can suck big time.
Hey VegaBean, pee your pants then sit in it for two hours on a chairlift, then come back to me. I’ll empathise with your chaffing.
Okay okay, I’ll admit it. I’m mostly a smart ass, but I do actually have some empathy. I know that when it happened to me, it didn’t make any newspapers outside of Aspen.
It’s just interesting. While I’m happy to see that most of the people are taking it in stride, a few of the news stories have their fare share of whiners. Empathy for it kind of sucking? Yewbetcha (To use a phrase from where I come from). Empathy for the folks building a suit? Nope. The times have changed, and newsworthiness is freakishly simple. That’s all.
But at least they had chairlift. Back in my day, we had to shimmy up a greased pole, uphill, both ways, and we liked it.
You had a pole? Why, in my day, they scattered broken glass on the slopes for traction, and we liked it!