Hmm...a rather amusing tale from SFOT...
I lost my friend, Tyler, in the park, and I was confused. I had come out of Mr. Freeze, which he refused to ride, and he had said he would be waiting. Lo and behold, he disappeared, and I was left to run around the park like a freak yelling for him. I then ran into a rather large man, who was heading to the Batman queue. I fell down, and lay there on the ground for about five minutes, not really doing anything. He just shrugged, and walked away.
An off-duty ride op asked me if I was fine, and when I responded I was, politely asked me to use the bench to sleep like the Japanese do.
And Keith and I almost didn't make it up the "water blaster" at the Master Blaster at Schlitterbahn. Ah, good times, good times...