Cynicisms of a Tourist-Trap Employee

After working two doubles for the past two days, I'm officially exhausted. I have realized that something funny happens to people when they are on vacation; it (vacation) makes them act in ways that would horrify them if they were at home. For instance, one of my duties is to collect tickets on my train; tear it apart, give it to one person who hands all of them to me. When there is a child under the age of 2, the parents/grandparents/relatives think its hilarious to give these bits of paper to this kid, grip their hands around their wrist and have them "give" the tickets to me. (By "hilarious," I mean they giggle and baby talk the child who has been traumatized by my look of confusion) These tourists also think that they are the only people who have ever done this. ever. I get at least two of these on every train.

Yesterday, I had a group of 20-ish loud obnoxious people, who were related, on my afternoon train, and they were sitting by the place I occupy on the way down. hurray. There were 4 pre-teen girls who reminded me of Veruca Salt: loud, whiny and demanding. When I asked this group if they had any questions, they proceeded to ignore me and talk very loudly about their Dad who got blazingly drunk at the last family get-together. Marvelous.