3/5ths of Team Voltron went back home last night so, with a much smaller group, we’ve made the trek to Park City. Overall it seems like a cute little mountain town. It’s got some really cool looking houses and a nice overall feel to the place. The major problem is that, with only one exception, no one was playing our reindeer games. Normally, when we’re out shopping, we chat up and joke with the various waiters and sales staff. They get surly annoying customers all day long and we try to brighten up their day a little bit. We’ve all worked retail and know what it’s like. Normally, this works well and everyone’s happy. In Park City, all the way up and down Main Street, no one was biting. Throw a joke, it fell flat. Make a comment, get a blank stare. One girl at the ice-cream counter actually gave me a blank stare and then just walked away and told someone else they had to help me. It was -really- bizarre. We’re used to not everyone really “getting” us but it’s usually the exception not the rule. Not in Park City. The overall attitude was “stop talking to me, buy something, get out”. The one notable exception in this was the hostess at the Wasatch Brew Pub. She was fantastic. Chatted about Harry Potter and the restaurant and joked when she took our plates away. Everything we would expect. After seeing her at the front door we were hopefuly but our waiter didn’t really get it just like no one else had got it. Overall I don’t know how I feel about Park City, if it weren’t for this weird Main Street experience I would say yay, check it out, as it is I just want someone else to go and see if it was just a bad day or something. Maybe my blue hair really freaked them out a little bit, I don’t know.