let me say first, that i'm more likly just a bitter old man of almost 42, who, after being a player scince 1985, i've been semi retired from our great game. yeah, i like the idea that i'll get another emag(or tom will come back and make me something new, in which case i'll HAVE TO come back), and play with my boy when he is old enough to play on a field. but, whatever, people get old 
i'm a teacher. i teach history at a tech high school(which means the kids are there to learn a trade, not about history, which most kids, sadly, could care less about), and i work a part time job(most recently at m&m...if you eat the plain ones, i probly have had my hands run through them
but i've recently bought a house in a nice little town in pa. and bad enough i have to drive every day to my beloved and missed new jersey to teach, i just could'nt keep up also driving there to make sure, by shifting through buckets and many buckets of m&ms, that most are not chipped or broken. so i quit the m&m gig. 
and i saw an ad in the local paper asking for "refs" at good old skirmish, usa in the lovly town of jim thorpe, pa. 
hey, i think, i'm in, baby! well, not really...
still with me? hope so. anyway, i apply, get told i was in, that i would be contacted by phone or email for my training weekend, then get an email saying they had enough "refs" for the year. ok, its getting late in the year. 3 weeks later i get a call from the "head "ref" himself asking me if i was still interested. yes, i say. the jakass then proceeds to butter me up like a piece of corn, and tell me some of the "kids" he hired have found that being a paintball ref does indeed include some work, quit on him. "you(he sez to me) would, with your experince and know whats would be a fine addition to skirmish"
(i am not kidding you, he said this to me...really).
so i go to my "training weekend", which was cold and very rainy, and sit through all this happy what have you, with 8 teenagers and one house wife who, no offense, did;nt have a clue. all the time, especally when the kids went to smoke breaks, this head ref is telling me how hes been in the game scince 2001 and its all great and the best guns were made by smart parts(but the
only owned a tippman 98) and hes never heard of agd of mags in general, but he has shoot a cocker(so you know hes cool) and so on and so on..over and done i get told i'll be emailed or phoned telling me if i passed this training and when i start(mind you, this two day, 17 hour training was unpaid, we got free lunch, which was'nt bad, tbh).
3 days later, i get a call from "head ref" himself..."sorry he sez, we can't use you now, but if we do you have to go through training again". i ask him why i've been jurked around? i did more than the kids did, even stayed lated to help out. so, wtf? he sez i missed a few calls during the castle game and, get this, "my ways are too set"
again, wtf? because i yelled at a "customer" to keep his f'in mask on(3rd time that day, same guy) i did'nt respect the job. so i tell him to stick his job, and hung up on him.
am i wrong here? am i, becauce i had the termitidy(i think its spelled like that) to shout at some one to KEEP YOUR GOGGLES ON, KEEP YOUR EYES, IDIOT being pushed aside because i disrespected the job? with the mill that skirmish is, i think so. but i bet the little girl with big boobs who was kissing "head refs" *** all weeekend got a job slot.
i'm a teacher. i teach history at a tech high school(which means the kids are there to learn a trade, not about history, which most kids, sadly, could care less about), and i work a part time job(most recently at m&m...if you eat the plain ones, i probly have had my hands run through them
but i've recently bought a house in a nice little town in pa. and bad enough i have to drive every day to my beloved and missed new jersey to teach, i just could'nt keep up also driving there to make sure, by shifting through buckets and many buckets of m&ms, that most are not chipped or broken. so i quit the m&m gig. and i saw an ad in the local paper asking for "refs" at good old skirmish, usa in the lovly town of jim thorpe, pa. hey, i think, i'm in, baby! well, not really...still with me? hope so. anyway, i apply, get told i was in, that i would be contacted by phone or email for my training weekend, then get an email saying they had enough "refs" for the year. ok, its getting late in the year. 3 weeks later i get a call from the "head "ref" himself asking me if i was still interested. yes, i say. the jakass then proceeds to butter me up like a piece of corn, and tell me some of the "kids" he hired have found that being a paintball ref does indeed include some work, quit on him. "you(he sez to me) would, with your experince and know whats would be a fine addition to skirmish"
(i am not kidding you, he said this to me...really). so i go to my "training weekend", which was cold and very rainy, and sit through all this happy what have you, with 8 teenagers and one house wife who, no offense, did;nt have a clue. all the time, especally when the kids went to smoke breaks, this head ref is telling me how hes been in the game scince 2001 and its all great and the best guns were made by smart parts(but the
only owned a tippman 98) and hes never heard of agd of mags in general, but he has shoot a cocker(so you know hes cool) and so on and so on..over and done i get told i'll be emailed or phoned telling me if i passed this training and when i start(mind you, this two day, 17 hour training was unpaid, we got free lunch, which was'nt bad, tbh).3 days later, i get a call from "head ref" himself..."sorry he sez, we can't use you now, but if we do you have to go through training again". i ask him why i've been jurked around? i did more than the kids did, even stayed lated to help out. so, wtf? he sez i missed a few calls during the castle game and, get this, "my ways are too set"
again, wtf? because i yelled at a "customer" to keep his f'in mask on(3rd time that day, same guy) i did'nt respect the job. so i tell him to stick his job, and hung up on him.am i wrong here? am i, becauce i had the termitidy(i think its spelled like that) to shout at some one to KEEP YOUR GOGGLES ON, KEEP YOUR EYES, IDIOT being pushed aside because i disrespected the job? with the mill that skirmish is, i think so. but i bet the little girl with big boobs who was kissing "head refs" *** all weeekend got a job slot.
not where my eye protection(mostly because skirmish' gog's are beat) and then get bothered by some guy who yells(again, FOR THE THIRD TIME THAT DAY) KEEP YOUR MASK ON! can i be any more clear here? am i the only one who follows the f'in rules? when did it become "bad business" to be looking out for a stranger because he just did'nt care?
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