What a Deal!

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I used to love the state fair. I went every year. I loved the lights, the rides, the game noises, all of it pretty much. I traveled with the carnival back in the 70s and enjoyed it thoroughly. Back a few years(probably early to mid-90s) my daughter and I worked at the fair at the admission gate taking tickets. It was taking tickets but it was also policing people who might try to get in free. We had all manner of incidents. One night a guy just went walking in through the front gate like he was determined to get somewhere and didn't even look at either of us. He had no ID or anything. I went after him. He said he was one of the head honchos working in the Fair office. Ya, sure. Anyone could say that and they were supposed to have a Fair ID on their person. He did not. So I took him over to the office. They quickly told me he was with the Fair and I felt like a total schmuck. I apologized and went back to my job at the front gate. About half an hour later I was called up to the Fair office. I was not a little nervous and thought sure my job was ending. I was probably going to get fired for calling a head honcho on the carpet for not wearing his ID. The guy I had accosted and another man called me into a back office. Oh, brother! I was probably going to get the riot act along with my walking papers. My jaw hit the ground, however, when they told me they were really impressed by my work, gave me a free pass to the entertainment that night and the rest of the evening off with pay. Oh, my goodness! I was so surprised and felt so good. I followed through on what I thought was right and got acknowledged for it. What a deal!