You are mad as hell.
You’re on a cruise ship headed for Alaska and you did NOT pack for cold
weather. YOU were expecting hot breezes
and sandy beaches. YOU brought a bathing
suit and sunscreen. YOU learned how to
say ‘cervesa por favor’ and ‘donde esta el bano’ but instead you are headed for
parka weather and closer to where they say ‘dasvidaniya’ and ‘nastrovia.’
As you complain and carry on with great vigor and passion to
your equally disgruntled fellow passengers, you are reminded that this was a ‘Democratic Cruise’ and you knew
that when you bought the ticket.
Everyone nods sullenly and takes a sip from their hot tea (not a cold
rum and coke, you note angrily). Yes,
you knew there were two options when you boarded the boat but you JUST KNEW
everyone would vote for Mexico!! What
idiot votes to voluntarily go somewhere cold when there are warm sunny beaches
to lie on?
Yes, you knew that the vote was at 7pm but the cafeteria had
warm banana pudding that night and well, how could you pass that up? After all, EVERYONE was talking about Mexico.
EVERYONE said they were voting for Mexico.
What did it matter if you stayed for pudding? One vote doesn't really count. Right?
As you continued to talk with the other passengers snuggled
close around the table for warmth, and who, like you, had already gone back to
their stateroom to put on several more layers of clothing, someone at a nearby
table casually mentions that there are over 2,000 passengers on the boat, but
only 100 showed up to vote.
It takes a minute for that to sink in. You do the math…5% of the passengers decided
where 2,000 people would go on vacation?
WHAT??! That’s not FAIR!! Then you remember the banana pudding. And at the next table that passenger who shared
the vote tally with you gets up, waives good-bye and strolls off for a walk
around the deck in her very snugly warm wool coat and cap and you sink into your
chair for a very long, cold trip.
Vote or wear warm clothes, ‘cause it’s gonna be a long, cold
ride.
