Not automated but definitely optimized - The Indian Haunted House.

I took the kids to a movie theater in the mall to watch Megamind. I had checked the timing many times on their website but two Bollywood movies had been launched that day so my show had been ‘replaced’ by the time we reached there. I was disappointed but my kids have become way more resilient and opportunistic than ever since we move to India. Ashvin asked for ice cream while Ankit teamed up with his friend Malavika and cajoled me into getting tickets for the mall’s “haunted house”

I was skeptical about the haunted house - as I am of most things in a mall - but went along. Ankit’s friend was a screaming 15 year old girl (for real – not just a figure of speech) and screamed at everything. I started to enjoy myself, looking past the extremely plasticky skeletons and sad attempts at dusty old corpses. We finally screamed our way into a corridor of “body bags”. Malavika - hysterically screaming – refused to walk through it. I stood there trying to push her through when a dark man in a blond wig appeared. I freaked out for a bit before he told us to hurry up. This is a busy country and we were holding up the flow through the haunted house.

Yes, the ending included a bunch of people dressed in wigs and costume ready to scare the craziezzes out of you. Their gig included grabbing you if you were not scared or at least freaked out by the sheer sight of very Indian guys in a very blond wigs. And they doubled as security pushing the slowbiess out of the house. Talk about optimizing cheap manual labour.