So this is Deb. Deb has been working at Carnivals since 1999. Why did she start working there? She was running from the law. Yep! She thought to herself, where could I go that there are thousands of people and I’d never be seen? A carnival! So that’s what she did. Eventually she got tired of running and turned herself in. She did her “time” and now she’s a free woman. She just got married in April and had given up the Carnie life. But her old boss, Arnie (he’s an amputee that rides around on his scooter and wears prosthetic legs) called her because he was in a pickle and asked if she’d come on tour with him. She was only suppose to do it for a month or so, but now it’s been 5 months. Her husband -who makes 7 figures, lives in Colorado, just bought her a 2009 Camero convertible and doesn’t want her working- is threatening to divorce her if he doesn’t get his wife back by Thanksgiving. So this week is her last week.
This was Don. Apparently he loves to have his picture taken (according to Deb)
Here is Roger. I didn’t get to chat with him (or Don) because there booths were actually busy.
I can’t for the life of me remember this guy’s name. But his girlfriends name was Alison. She has a 4 year old daughter and they’ll be taking her trick-or-treating Friday night at 8:30. I think he thought I was hitting on him because he started randomly talking about his girlfriend and then pointed her out to me. Then she sees us pointing at her and gives me this really strange look like- who are you and why are you talking to my boyfriend?? So I made sure I made my way over to her and told her how I had to meet her because her boyfriend was saying how awesome she was. Which he was, but the last thing I wanted was to tick off a Carnie because my guess is that 1- she alone could kick my butt and 2- I’m guessing they travel in packs and if one is beating you and stealing your photography equipment, then 10 of them are. It’s just a theory, but one I didn’t want to test.
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