Last year, we were severely short-handed. So, I usually pulled double duty - gift shop and then operating a telescope. Lots of folks don't bring red flashlights, so for our sanity, we cover white lights with red cellophane. It's part of gift shop duty to make sure no white light makes it up to the telescope pads. Some invariably always does. Siiiigh.
I go to wrap the next group's lights and the rubberbands are gone. I look everywhere. It's a tiny gift shop. They're gone. And, there are no others. I have 10 more flashlights to wrap and nothing to make them stick with. So, I had to conclude someone picked them up. I'm nice, so I assume they're gone by accident. When someone was picking up their stuff, the rubberbands got in their stuff and away they went.
So, I send someone over to the tent to ask for the rubberbands back, to ask folks to check their bags and pockets. Well, they never come back. I was mad the rest of the summer. Honest. It just pissed me off that someone would swipe the rubberbands. Why? Why steal my rubberbands? OK, yes, I'm still a little miffed about it.
But folks swipe anything that isn't nailed down - toilet paper, solar lights to help guide them over boulders and into the parking lot, tent poles, string, tape ... anything and everything. It really astounds us what people will steal.
Just know Rubberband Thief, karma can be a bitch. Me, too. And, I'm looking for you!
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