Bearer of all agonies

So. . . 
I went skiing today. It was real fun. We stayed until it was dark, so we could night ski. When we first got there, I was already ready because I had gotten ready in the car. So I walked up to the lift and got in line. When I was up, the chair passed in front of me and I skied forward, where I could get onto the chair. Then I heard a weird scraping sound behind me. I looked back, and saw a woman ski-walking towards me. She was about to get hit by the chair lift, so the worker hit the stop button. It stopped just in time to not hit her. Then, a few workers came out of their box, and told us that this ski lift was only for advanced skiers and we should leave and try out the other ones. The started *escorting* is out, and I was like: “I’m not with her! I don’t even know her!” 
And they got confused for a minute, until the worker who stopped the lift explained. Then they made her leave and it took another minute or so for the to run it again. Then I got on, went to the top, and skied down. When I got to the bottom, my family wasn’t there because I had taken too long, so I waited another fifteen minutes for them to come down. 
Sorry, y’all don’t have to read that. I just wanted to share.