Working at the waterpark

14 juli 2017 - Sliema, Malta

Apparently, the charger of my phone overheats after 10 minutes, so writing my blog now becomes even more of a tedious process. The extreme nature of this island is taking it's toll...

I also noticed that my story from friday 14th of July somehow didn't get uploaded, so guess who's got to rewrite a whole story.

Friday was similar to the previous work days, however it was also the start of my free weekend, which i feel like i deserved, after a 40 hour work week.
After working a full week at the waterpark, i am now quite used to the work and the tasks that i am ecpected to do.

I have to help in and around the reception, which is pretty great, because i het to be in a room with a fan, or in the shade, all day. Unlike many others, who have to keep watch over the many slides and pools the entire day, in the unforgiving sun.

Helping in and around the reception includes tasks like:
Help selling tickets at the ticket booth, it's pretty relaxing work, because you get to sit on a chair all day whilst your co worker is shouting all the necessary information through a small hole in a thick glass window, i choose not to be the one shouting, because i value my vocal cords. Instead, i deal with the money and prepare the tickets and receipt.

Keeping watch over the shop, it's pretty self explanatory, but i am still amazed by the amount if people that actually buy the overpriced and poorly made items. A simple plastic ball with 'made in china' written all over it costs 5 euros, and if you want to rent a small locker, which is a logical thing to do in malta, you have to be willing to spend 11 euros... The worst thing is is that all lockers tend to be sold out halfway trough the day.

I can also help at the entrance of the waterpark, which is right next to the ticket booth/shop. I can help the visitors putting on their wristbands (to indicate that he/she paid for her entry), whilst doing this i have lots of smalltalk, which helps me get through the day. I also get to help the visitors with their problems, sometimes a wristband that snapped, or sometimes a faulty locker and occasionally to report a robbery on the peremissis (see, that's what happens if you make the lockers too expensive, looking at you, manager Doris) i've been doing this task the most pat few days, because it's slightly less repetitive and you get to meet other people. It's especially fun when you encounter Dutch/Belgian people, i can always recognise them by their accent, then i'll wait for a good opportunity to suprise them by adressing them in their native language. I also try to do the same with german and french visitors, but nothing too complicated, though i did have to help several stubborn germans who demanded help from me in german, because apparently 'everyone in Europe should be able to speak german', as if the 3rd reich still exists...

Because i get to welcome and meet so many new people, it is to be expected that some of them are just outright annoying. But during the past week i've developed several methods to deal with those creatures, based on how rude they actually are: i can refrain myself from saying "have a nice day" and "goodbye" (this severe punishment can only be applied to the most extreme cases), i can make them wait a lot longer before they may enter the park, or i can deliberately apply the wristbands so thight that they will be happy when they are able to take it off when leaving the park.

While working, you also experience many funny moments: a woman who paid for her tickets with a bag full of sprite labels (hundreds of them), aplarently they are worth 5 cents each and somehow the waterpark accepts the packaging deposit money as valid currency. But now we have an entire box of sprite labels in our office, not knowing what to do with it.
We also had a moment where some guy ran into the store, grabbed one of the lighters, ran outside, lit his cigarette, immediately trew his new cigarette on the floor and stepped on it, to then quickly return the lighter and dissappear. Till this day we still have no clue what he was doing...
Even though we don't have to stay in sun all day, it's still pretty warm inside, and the 5 of us have to share one small fan. Eventually Tracy, the 'boss' in the reception area had enough of it and decided to just order the 'super mega portable cooler 3000' (or something along those lines). We all rejoiced by hearing this news, because this would end our suffering. In hindsight, it may not have been a brilliant idea to immediately put the warmth regulator on 14 degrees, because now 2 of my co workers are suffering from a cold.

Ofcourse, a lot more happened in one week, but today's entry is already quite long. I may write about it sometime next week.

Have a good one,