I am not the kind of person that will wake up at the crack of dawn to stand in line for concert tickets. So why did I end up in line at 6AM to sign up my toddler for swimming lessons? There I was speeding to get there, when I live 8 minutes away by car. That was me running to the building like my daughter’s life depended on taking this class. (Well, it will prevent her from drowning). Registration started at 6AM and I was there right at 6. I was #6 in line.
It’s not my fault, the system is flawed. The place I take her to, which we love, doesn’t allow registering on line or via phone, so THEY create this frenzy. Once you are in line, they hold the applications hostage until you make it to the desk. For the love of all, even Portillo’s allows you to order before you make it to the first window at the drive thru. Once you fill the paperwork, you move to another line to pay for the class. After 30 minutes, Amelia was signed up for her 8 weeks of swimming lessons.
But wait, I think it is my fault. I say this because my friend Terry walked in 30 minutes later. No line, no wait and signed up his little girl in the same class. He told me there were 5 spots left when he got there. What?!
Maybe I bought into the cattle mentality and I should have known better. You see, when I signed her up for her first swimming lessons at the same place, I showed up at 8:45AM after a franctic call from my friend Brenda telling me classes were filling up and I HAD TO GET THERE NOW. I battled rush hour traffic from north to south to make it there and still had time to sign her up. No line, no problem.
So I vow not to do this ever again. I’ve never stood in line for concert tickets and never will. Unless Amelia really wants to go see the newest version of Selena Gomez 6 years from.
By the way, after finishing this post, I found out that as of 7:15AM the group class we needed was fully booked. So, not my fault after all. Ay Mama!