Re: OOC #28
Okay, momentary vent session...
Utah's governor finally took the reins, apparently, on coming up with some kind of state-wide Covid policy. I didn't catch all the details...but because of his new policy, our attendance cap at the park has been raised...at least double what it was, and I think it's actually closer to triple. That's great, from a money standpoint...
But I was helping out with the crew for one of the shows tonight. It happens on an open-air stage at one end of the park's midway, and in a normal year, it's a standing-room-only event...people are jammed in around the stage, shoulder-to-shoulder and probably ten or twelve deep. We're supposed to enforce some kind of social distancing policy, and mask use, in that environment, and when there's only six thousand people on the park, that's pretty reasonable to do. When there's fifteen thousand people on the park...*shakes head*
During the first show tonight, I was standing between the (round) stage and the sound booth, looking at the swarm of yelling, screaming, cheering people...and I felt like the sheriff in Jaws, on the beach and just waiting for someone to start yelling 'Shark!' I'm not an alarmist person, generally speaking...but that just looked like disaster waiting to happen. And I'm not terribly concerned for myself (partly due to the fact that I've long ago resigned myself to the thought that I will, in all likelihood, end up with Covid somewhere along the line, and depending on my mental, emotional, and physical state when it happens, I may only have the same mild symptoms that everyone I know who's had it went through. That said, the last time I had the flu, I was laid out for a week and it took me most of a week to recover again afterwards, so I may be facing more serious repercussions...) But the thought that, in that crowd, one person could easily infect ten or twenty--that was more than a little alarming.
And I'm trying to reassure myself that this is just park management saying, "Well, the best information we have says this should be safe, so we're going to do it." My more cynical side, however, has the sneaking suspicion that someone said, "Hey, you know...we only have two more weekends after this, anyway...let's take every inch they'll give us. If an outbreak happens, it's most likely not going to hit before closing weekend, and even if it does, those are traditionally some of the slowest nights we have during the Halloween season, so if they decide to shut us down because of health reasons, we're not going to be out much." And I kinda hate that I think that's a very plausible scenario...
I didn't realize how anxious I was about tonight at work while I was there...there was no time. But, yeah...the irritability of my stomach tonight makes a lot more sense now that I actually have time to stop and think. I hope I'm just having a pessimistic bout, rather than actually seeing the situation for what it is...but yeah. I haven't been this reluctant to be at work in a long time...and this time, it has nothing to do with any of the people I'm working with. Two more weekends and change...I can do this...