I must be on curling-crazy pills!

So it turns out Townie's not the only one who has to watch his temper with curling*. Though granted, my problem tends to be OFF the ice, not ON it :P

I may or may not have just "bitched out" our local rec. coordinator.

Because of curling drama.

Oops.

Actually, that's probably the way he'll tell the story. If I were to tell the story, I'd probably say that I stood up for myself, something I'm not really good at in my professional/social life. And something I've said in the past I really need to improve. So really, it's a personal accomplishment. Kinda, haha.

You see, we've been having endless problems with setting up the curling club. Granted it's not been operational for a couple years... so it's like any bit of machinery that's not been running for an extended period of time: rusty.

As you might remember, first it was the rocks. Somehow they grew legs and walked off. Not all of them, but enough that we can't have both sheets of ice going at the same time. Rocks are expensive. They run anywhere from 500-1500 dollars a pop. Not per set. PER ROCK. And that doesn't include shipping. So we think we'll have rocks next week. We think. But we've been pestering our rec coordinator for MONTHS to have the second sheet up and running. It's been half-done since before Christmas.

And frankly, I'm sooo sick of hearing club members question why it's not finished. I have been relaying the information, but nothing is being done on the other end.

And then last weekend, there was the Avaataq Cup. The Avaataq brings in young strapping hockey men from all over the territory for 5 gruesome days of hockey. We were told we couldn't curl Thursday night because they needed the curling club as a change room. We didn't say much, and thought oh well, it's just one week. No biggie.

That is until last night. When we arrived for our 8 o'clock game and saw the ice effed up beyond repair.

They didn't just use our club for a change room. They stored their smelly hockey bags in the rink...

AND SKATED ON THE CURLING ICE.

Yah. Seriously. Skated on the ice. I couldn't believe it. Sure Rankin's a hockey town. But this is insane.

It was SO DAMAGED our strongest player threw a rock as hard as he could, and it didn't even clear the house on the other end.

Now of course, the rec coordinator isn't listed in the phone book, and I called his sister's place to get it, and she wasn't home... so I had to wait until today to raise the issue.

And well... the brat hung up on me! Of course, that was after he said that curling was a thorn in his side and we had no right to complain because we don't even pay rink fees.

UGRAGH! Seriously? SERIOUSLY? We will PAY you rink fees, if that's what you want. But don't even BEGIN to say that WE are a hassle to YOU, YOU are the ones that didn't make our ice on time. YOU are the ones that somehow managed to lose curling rocks when the league wasn't running. YOU are the ones that said you would clean up the ice on Tuesdays and Thursdays before games (and rarely do). YOU are the ones that "borrowed" our club for a change room and YOU are the ones that SKATED ON OUR ICE.

WE are the ones that have done all the work to get this off the ground. WE are the ones who organized everything. WE are the ones that have tracked down rocks. WE are the ones that are going to PAY for those rocks. WE have offered to clean the ice. WE have said we will do anything to make YOUR job easier.

YOU are the one that didn't have any answers for what we could do.

Next time, I think I'll just take the rocks out to the hockey rink and play there. Maybe that would get our point across...

*Really, this isn't the link I was looking for, turns out TB is more of a gentleman than he lets on. Go figure.