My Resort nightmare

My Resort Nightmare

Hello reader and welcome to my youngest memory of when my insecurities first started.First thing I want to say is do not buy a timeshare I repeat do not buy a timeshare, please do not waste your time and money. Now let’s begin...

It was 2008 and I would say that I was at least Fourteen years old and my parents were thinking of purchasing a timeshare at the Massanutten resort. I of course remember sitting with my parents while that whole lecture was going on talking about why purchasing a timeshare is a really good investment. Though only thing that kept me somewhat sane during was thought of hitting the indoor water park, it was pretty much Great Wolf Lodge just on a smaller scale. After a delicious lunch and a nap. Oh my god I miss naps.

It was time, it was finally time after a two-hour drive to the resort and a boring lecture it’s time for me to be in water heaven. I get dressed but unfortunately my swim trunks were ripped and didn’t know so but luckily, I brought a pair of shorts with me and tied them accordingly, I’m in the building smell of food and water does not go together but I didn’t care I stare at the glory of conquering every single slide and attraction. I see an indoor surfing ride, it made artificial waves to ride. I still think about that day and that ride the nightmares that came from it. I regret it to this day getting on it first.

I wait in line a couple of people in-front of me and of course they seem like professionals doing some tricks and of course I think that I can do it. I COULDN’T. My time has come I grab the board with such confidence like Captain America holding his shield as I rush the waves boogieboarding my way to standing up on the board but then I realize my shorts are around my ankles and of course I have no underwear on. I scan my surroundings to see people laughing and pointing and now my mission starts, the person operating doesn’t turn of the machine I swing the boogieboard around heading into the waves to pull my shorts up I fail. I dive back into the wave to pull up my shorts I fail. My third attempt become more difficult since the boogieboard fell out from under me. I jump back into the artificial wave and struggle to pull up my pants and thankfully the fourth attempt I was successful.

Wave finally turns off I make my way to getting off, my own personal walk of shame and of course I met with laughs and giggles. I make my way to my family who’s continuing to eat

and tell them about what happened of course they were sorry that it happened and I ask if I can go back to the room but it wouldn’t have been fair to everyone else. I triple knot my shorts and continue to play in the indoor water park. To make me feel better my family decides to ride one with me and of course I keep my head down and don’t look at anyone else. I continue to hit all the rides as I wanted but couldn’t shake the feeling that everyone was laughing at me and couldn’t really enjoy it. Let’s just say my water park heaven has turned into a nightmare hellscape. As I grew up, I realize that it was really funny and I do laugh about it now to an extent but that is where a lot of my insecurities started.