fear factor
Like I said the other day, I let my friends coerce me into going to Knott's Scary Farm last night. My husband was working and wouldn't have gone anyway, since he loathes lots of people being stupid in one place. I was afraid I would have no one to cling to, but a darling friend shared her husband with me and so I spent most of the night with my head buried in either the back of his shirt or hiding under his arm. I must remind my own husband to thank him profusely.
Anyway, I'd been to this thing years ago and remembered being completely terrified during the walk-through mazes and stuff. I like scary movies, but HATE it when things pop out at me. That's pretty much what the whole amusement park consists of. They have people in masks and makeup and costumes, holding these cans that they shake at you when you're not looking, and generally having a grand old time sneaking up on unsuspecting guests. There's a whole section of the park where the monsters have on knee pads and shin guards so they can run and slide up next to you. They aren't allowed to touch you, of course, but they can get really close to you and stick things in your face, and when it's already dark and you're imagining seeing things in every corner, the whole experience is just heightened. Especially in those maze things where they have strobe lights and effects and they can follow you around for as long as they want. In my case, "as long as they want" was until I finally just stopped trying to run away and stood there with my hands over my face. :|
By the end of the night I had stopped hiding my head and dreading the next thing to scare me and was peeking around corners, looking for the monsters, and then shrieking and laughing hysterically when one inevitably popped out. It took me about five hours to get used to the scare factor, and then of course we were leaving. But what I want to know is this, dear Livejournal. Do you like being scared like that? Would you pay money to have someone make you scream in fear by doing nothing more than shaking a can of pennies at you?
I want to know. Who likes being scared?
Anyway, I'd been to this thing years ago and remembered being completely terrified during the walk-through mazes and stuff. I like scary movies, but HATE it when things pop out at me. That's pretty much what the whole amusement park consists of. They have people in masks and makeup and costumes, holding these cans that they shake at you when you're not looking, and generally having a grand old time sneaking up on unsuspecting guests. There's a whole section of the park where the monsters have on knee pads and shin guards so they can run and slide up next to you. They aren't allowed to touch you, of course, but they can get really close to you and stick things in your face, and when it's already dark and you're imagining seeing things in every corner, the whole experience is just heightened. Especially in those maze things where they have strobe lights and effects and they can follow you around for as long as they want. In my case, "as long as they want" was until I finally just stopped trying to run away and stood there with my hands over my face. :|
By the end of the night I had stopped hiding my head and dreading the next thing to scare me and was peeking around corners, looking for the monsters, and then shrieking and laughing hysterically when one inevitably popped out. It took me about five hours to get used to the scare factor, and then of course we were leaving. But what I want to know is this, dear Livejournal. Do you like being scared like that? Would you pay money to have someone make you scream in fear by doing nothing more than shaking a can of pennies at you?
I want to know. Who likes being scared?