Originally Posted by Twistys Tim

Yeah, no shit! All that bottled up aggression. After being at sea for 8-months dealing with the 'guests' (that we called cone heads), it was the small measures of resistance that put a smile on my face.

These are the kind of questions I was asked on a regular basis;

Do these stairs go up and down?

Does this elevator go to the front of the ship?

Does the ship generate it's own power?

What time is the midnight buffet?

What elevation are we sailing at?

Is the water in the urinals fresh water?

That shit would drive even the most level headed person bananas LOL