Saturday, I am with my son, my sister-in-law, and my 2 1/2 year old nephew, trying to walk out of the arena to return my lunch cooler to the car. The exit we use is a "one way only, no re-entry permitted gate. Ok, I'm fine with that, I just want to leave the building through this corridor, not re-enter the same way. Well, the "Attendant" decides that I am incapable of reading, because he makes a point of intercepting me to tell me that I can't come back that way, and that I need to make sure that I "slam the door" at the far end of the corridor so that it shuts good. By this time of the day, I am pretty tired of being treated as if I'm mildly retarded, so I say "fine" and close the first door, and head with my group to the other end of the hall. I say aloud to my sis-in-law, "What IS it with some people?", when I realize that he has reopened the door, making sure that we properly shut that far end door.
Sunday, (today), I go through that same set of doors. And dammit, there's Napoleon Bone-a-head waiting in ambush again! This time, I blow past him, and am halfway up the ramp to the far end when he opens the door and hollers something unintelligible (nice echo chamber in that corridor!) "What was that sound?" I pretend to think to myself, and keep right on advancing. This REALLY pisses him off, for then he shouts, "BROTHER!!!". ....and I keep on going out the door on the other side muttering "Up yours...". I hope I pissed him off for the rest of the day. Lord knows I was for just having to BE there, when I really wanted to be home, mowing the lawn or doing something else productive.
I used to think that I wasn't doing enough, didn't have the "volunteer spirit". Then I saw the kind of jobs you get:door guard (see above); holder of sign that says "Keep Moving" that you have to hold above your head like a scarecrow in his Sunday best outfit; holder of a sign that says "JW Parking", in the actual parking lot of the arena, which means that the entire surrounding area is "JW Parking"! D'Oh!
This isn't Organization, this is Soviet Communism in action. Give everyone a job, whether they want one, need one, or even if the job isn't really necessary. And these are the same clowns that plan on running the "Paradise Earth" (tm). Imagine a Butlin's camp, but without the fun...