Comic Con-flict

How come if your vehicle has high mileage, people react like you don’t own a car at all. “Oh my. What are you going to do?” As far as I know, vehicles’ purpose and only purpose is to transport us from point A to point B. They are not only to appear in hip hop videos, Playboy magazines and Jay Leno’s garage.

High mileage should be something we are proud of. It signifies the road trips, tournaments, booze cruises and Tim Hortons’ runs.

For those that have low mileage, I feel bad for you. Your car may last longer, be worth more and have less maintenance, but mine has a cracked windshield, a weird smell and oodles of memories.

People are continuously bragging and competing over step counts per day, so why not brag about kilometres per day? I realize one is better for our health and the environment, but who cares about those things these days?

The kilometres our organization’s buses drive is astonishing especially since our facility alone enjoys 9 to 11 community outings per month and that’s one centre out of 11…

In Little Less Conversation, Little More Thinking, I had my foot in my mouth. Today, the residents and staff had tired feet.

When it comes to organizing community outings for the residents, my priority is creativity (and the residents’ interests). Who wants to see the Zoo’s pandas again when you can see taxidermy gophers dressed up and strategically placed in various roles in Torrington, Alberta? 

The most difficult outings to plan are those intended for the male residents. Sporting events, car shows and pubs are repetitive, costly and I’ve been told, lack women. Then I found the Grain Academy and Museum (Bonus: with a female tour guide).

I have never been (shocking I know) so I called before booking the bus to ensure the attraction was wheelchair accessible, affordable, educational and structurally safe since the photos on the website were from a few years back. 

I called again the day before to eliminate any mi-grains while on the outing. 

I had intended on visiting the museum, but as we loaded the bus, family members and paid companions appeared for duty, so I sent them down the dusty trail as I have seen a few crops in my day.

Not long after, I received a message from the therapy aide informing me there was an event occurring at the  grounds which was causing extreme congestion into the park.

I pondered what the event could be when she texted two words that are the definition of overcrowding, “Comic-Con.”

Great. The residents were about to gawk at zombies, men in tights and people with possible weapons.

They successfully entered the grounds, but were unable to locate the elevator in the building, so they had a steep ramp ahead. 

When they finally reached the top, a “CLOSED” sign mocked them in the window of the museum.

There seemed to have been a conflict due to Comic-Con so their afternoon quickly turned into people watching (judging).

It was definitely an outing fail, but I did state the need for creativity and what could be more creative than Comic-Con for 90 year olds?

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