This is not a criticism! I generally enjoyed every moment I spent with the people who attended my water park, and if not rich in wallet or shirts, they were rich in character and joie de vivre. And off-brand beer.
In fact, it was their thirst for cheap, trash-bag beer that really kept the park open during those troubling first few months, especially once I realized I could sell it to them on site. So why am I sorry about this? Well, because this led directly to ...
I Am Sorry About The Swim-Up Bar
A little-known secret of the waterpark biz is that most of our money is made at the concession.
Ok, maybe it isn't much of a secret.
Which presented me a unique problem because I wasn't licensed or even really equipped to provide food at The Slick 'n Sloppy Chris Bucholz Experience. Many of you who attended during the early weeks will recall the garbage bag full of chips I'd leave out by the wading pool, the best solution I could come up with at the time.
At least until me and some of the fellas did some brainstorming.
It turns out that, while liquor licenses are even harder to get than food services licenses, liquor board inspectors don't even think to check out abandoned waterparks when conducting their inspections. Several minutes later, our swim-up bar was born.
Actual photography wasn't permitted there for obvious reasons, so enjoy this stock photo in lieu.
This was when The Slick 'n Sloppy Chris Bucholz Experience really began to hit its stride, and for a few brief shining minutes, it seemed like we might just make it, all of us, together. But it turns out that serving vast quantities of mid- to low-market beer to miscreants in an abandoned water park can have its downsides ...