Admit it, you've been that rude guest!

This goes back to taking personal responsibility. People who have staked out spots ahead of time, shouldn't be forced to move to accommodate those who waited until the last minute to exit.

This was 30 minutes before Wishes was even set to begin. Not the last minute. And regardless, there should be exit paths at all times, as the CM said. Just because someone has "staked out" that area as their spot, doesn't make it right if it's meant to be kept clear.
 
A reminder when you want to leave during Fireworks and Parades - stores. You can walk from Casey's through the Emporium inside, and have A/C to boot!

That's usually the goal when it's too busy - unfortunately it was so congested this time that just getting 25 yards from the Frontierland exit took a good bit of time. A lot of us were trying to get to the shops to make it easier to get out, but even reaching that area felt like it was a hundred miles away. I did cut through them once the CMs managed to clear a path though!
 
Being from Brooklyn,NY will be my go to excuse from now on. I'm really from here, not one of those riding the damn gentification wave.:crazy2:

This tends to be my excuse as well. I was born and raised here and was taught not to take any guff from anyone!
 

Why do people use being from New York or any other northeastern state as an excuse for acting rudely? I've lived in NY my whole life, as well as went to college in Arkansas.. I've seen rude and I've seen polite on both ends of the country. Bad manners are bad manners and they can be learned no matter where you live.

Because there is a common stereotype that New Yorkers are rude. I don't really think we are all that much ruder than any other state but its easy just to blame it on being from NYC.
 
This tends to be my excuse as well. I was born and raised here and was taught not to take any guff from anyone!

I always use Sagittarius. Quick to anger. Quick to regret. Quick to forgive. And guaranteed to forget ... :)

ETA: Thus absolving West Virginia. Where, by the way, I have never heard a native use 'Bless your heart!' to convey anything other than sincere sympathy/empathy. As in, 'I'm so sorry that this happened (is happening) to you'.
 
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Because there is a common stereotype that New Yorkers are rude. I don't really think we are all that much ruder than any other state but its easy just to blame it on being from NYC.

I don't think we're rude...i think we're more motivated to say the truth...and unfortunately, people think that hearing the truth is rude sometimes. When i'm walking down the sidewalk and someone stops in the middle to take a picture without any care of the people behind them, well then if i say that person is careless, its because they didn't take a moment to consider people are walking behind them...and unlike them, are not strolling around on vacation and need to get somewhere.
 
I might have been that guest when I complained to management about a rude CM. Last Thanksgiving we were waiting for our table to be ready for lunch at the Crystal Palace and there was a table set up with coloring pages and an entire basket of crayons on the porch. My 6 yr old son and 2 yr old niece were coloring pictures of Pilgrim Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse. When our buzzer went off, my teenagers gathered the little ones and our group of 9 was seated. I noticed that the kids had their partially colored pages with them, but no crayons. My niece was upset. I asked where the crayons were and my teenagers explained that the CM outside was nasty to them and said that the CP is a nice restaurant and they were not allowed to take crayons inside. I went outside and asked the CM for some crayons. She was really nasty and proceeded to lecture me and refused to give me a couple crayons for the kids to use. It was completely ridiculous. We've eaten Thanksgiving dinner at the CP and never ever encountered anyone as nasty and condescending as this CM. I went inside and asked to speak with a manager. She came right over and I explained the attitude of the CM was out of line - even if this was some new anti-crayon rule. And over course, there was no such rule. The manager was surprised to hear that the CM on the porch refused to give the kids a couple of crayons. She apologized, and immediately marched outside. Within 2 minutes she was back at our table, apologizing and dropping off 2 crayons of every color. The manager was awesome. The CM, not so much. I was tempted to go over to the window near her table and knock on the glass while waving the crayons at her. But I behaved myself. . . . .
 
I might have been that guest when I complained to management about a rude CM. Last Thanksgiving we were waiting for our table to be ready for lunch at the Crystal Palace and there was a table set up with coloring pages and an entire basket of crayons on the porch. My 6 yr old son and 2 yr old niece were coloring pictures of Pilgrim Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse. When our buzzer went off, my teenagers gathered the little ones and our group of 9 was seated. I noticed that the kids had their partially colored pages with them, but no crayons. My niece was upset. I asked where the crayons were and my teenagers explained that the CM outside was nasty to them and said that the CP is a nice restaurant and they were not allowed to take crayons inside. I went outside and asked the CM for some crayons. She was really nasty and proceeded to lecture me and refused to give me a couple crayons for the kids to use. It was completely ridiculous. We've eaten Thanksgiving dinner at the CP and never ever encountered anyone as nasty and condescending as this CM. I went inside and asked to speak with a manager. She came right over and I explained the attitude of the CM was out of line - even if this was some new anti-crayon rule. And over course, there was no such rule. The manager was surprised to hear that the CM on the porch refused to give the kids a couple of crayons. She apologized, and immediately marched outside. Within 2 minutes she was back at our table, apologizing and dropping off 2 crayons of every color. The manager was awesome. The CM, not so much. I was tempted to go over to the window near her table and knock on the glass while waving the crayons at her. But I behaved myself. . . . .


Yeah, I would have at least held a couple crayons up and smiled at the rude CM on the way out.
 
Because there is a common stereotype that New Yorkers are rude. I don't really think we are all that much ruder than any other state but its easy just to blame it on being from NYC.
I worked in Midtown for over 10 years and agree - NYers are no worse than any other group that I have spent time with. When on the streets, NYers tend to go into "bubble" mode (disappear into their bubble of existence, trying to ignore the masses around them), and this is often interpreted as being rude but is really only a method of mental and physical self preservation. Within a year working in Midtown, I found myself slipping into that same mode and have to remind myself not to do so now that I work in the burbs.

I also found that NYers are no more or less straight forward than other groups. That is an individual thing, in my experience. Some have a filter - some do not. Those without a filter say that they are just being honest, but you can be honest without being callous.
 
Not intentionally or with ill will...but I have said EXCUSE ME or ISN'T THIS FUN? loudly when the other person has been rude to me. I guess that's just spreading rudeness to some, but it's the way I keep my mouth shut and not say anything worse!
 
Not 30 seconds into Pirates and the group in front of us starts taking flash pictures. I didn't say anything giving them the benefit of the doubt that it could have been an accident. Sadly, that was not the case.

We were in the last row and it was so annoying. The flash was going off every 30 seconds is seemed. I had finally had enough right before the drop and screamed at the girl taking pictures, "Holy crap, can you stop freaking taking flash pictures!"

DH yelled at me (my mother actually shut him up), the girl whipped her head around and said, "I can do whatever I want. Why does it matter to you if I'm taking pictures."

I was ready to go off on her when my father blurted out, "Because they tell you not to and it's rude and ruins the ride for everyone else, THAT'S why!"

She shut right up and put the camera away. DH was embarrassed but it was his first trip so he wasn't fully aware of the rules. He does ask me each time we get on POC if I plan on yelling at anyone. "Not unless they misbehave", I say.

Another time I was with just my parents, walking around WS, right in front of Mexico. I was keeping pace with my father but then I realized that my mother wasn't right next to us and I got nervous (my parents are older and it was hot so I always worry about them). So I just stopped and turned around to find her. As soon as I stopped a woman plowed into me with her stroller and I screamed, "Watch it!" She replied, "But you just stopped!" And I had just stopped in the walkway with no notice. After I realized my mistake I tried to apologize to her but she was long gone.
 
I also found that NYers are no more or less straight forward than other groups. That is an individual thing, in my experience. Some have a filter - some do not. Those without a filter say that they are just being honest, but you can be honest without being callous.

I agree -- in the beginning I repeated to my kids what I learned: "If you can't say something nice, don't say anything." The problem was that led to a lot of discussions about what was nice, because sometimes things that are perceived as not being nice are still appropriate to say -- for instance politely pointing out that someone has food stuck between their teeth. And also a lot of discussions about why it could be wrong to say something, just because it was the truth, when we always encourage them to be honest with their thoughts otherwise.

So instead we adapted an old quote and now we say "All truth is good. Not all truth is good to say out loud." It's up to them to weigh whether it's good to say out loud or not, and this seems to be a much more obvious decision for them to make than whether or not something is 'nice'.
 
I had two incidents last November where I was probably perceived as rude. The first came as we were exiting the park after Festival of Fantasy Parade along with a few thousand of our closest friends. Despite how congested it was, a woman with stroller insisted on ramming it into my ankles repeatedly. I'm not sure where I was supposed to go. After the fourth or fifth time, I nicely informed her that since she didn't value the safety of her child, I certainly wasn't going to and if she did it again, the chances were pretty good I was going to kick whatever was hitting me. She wisely stopped.

The second incident came when my sister and I were sitting on the curb waiting for the MSEP. For some reason everyone seemed to think where we were sitting was THE place to cross the street...despite there being an opening less than ten feet from us to do exactly that. I'm not sure how many people just climbed over us like we weren't there and how many kicks to the head we dodged. One woman told us she was going to climb over us and that's when I lost my patience and told she could use the opening ten feet away and that I didn't really care where her family was, if her kid was crying or what. She still insisted and when she tried to climb over me, I put my hand up and pushed her away. That's when she decided to tell me I wasn't behaving very magically and that Disney was for kids. The dad from the family who'd been sitting next to us for the last twenty minutes chimed in to say if anyone needed lessons in acting magically it was her and also suggested she use the opening. She huffed her way the entire 10 feet to get there.
 
My moment of rudeness isn't so bad compared to banging somebody's head up against glass. :crutches::scared: :)

Disclaimer: It was June which equals hotter than Hades. It was also our travel/arrival day and I'd been up since 3:30 am and I was really, really exhausted and cranky.

We arrived mid-day at the MK on a Saturday and the crowds were out of control. The line at the Haunted Mansion was so long it had stretched from beyond the actual covered entrance and had spilled over into the walkway where ropes had been set up. The problem was that the designated entrance of the roped area was sooooo wide that I'm sure ten people standing elbow to elbow could have easily passed through it. As we made our way into the line there were streams of people pouring in with us from every direction.

After standing in line for a couple of minutes, my sister must have overheard the people behind us talking to the people standing in front of us and surmised that they were together. I was hot, cranky, and totally oblivious. My sister nudges me and says "I think we stepped in between somebody's party."
I shrugged my shoulders and replied "oh well." I know, that was rude, but I honestly didn't mean it as 'I don't give a crap about separating somebody's party', I really meant 'oh well, they didn't say they were together and I'm really hot and cranky and I- ok FINE! I don't care that we separated their party!!!!'

A moment later I hear a woman's voice coming from very close by saying "Wow. That was rude." I look to my right and see this woman with a sour look on her face, but she's staring straight ahead so I said "Were you talking to me?" and she replied (still staring straight ahead refusing to make eye contact) "Yes! She just told you that you broke up our party and you shrugged your shoulders and said 'oh well'. We have a party of 19 and we'd like to stay together!"

At this point my sister and I exchange looks that say "What?!? A party of 19?!?" I'm not sure how this lady thought anyone would know they were all together, for crying out loud. My niece and my kids were standing there looking a little bit scared like maybe they thought were we going to throw down. One of the sour-faced lady's group members was whispering to her "shhhh!! shhhh!!!"

My sister and I stepped off to the side and began gesturing (somewhat dramatically) and saying (somewhat sarcastically) "by all means, go around us! Go ahead! Go ahead!" The members of their group standing in front of us then starting yelling at US "No! You just go around us!" It turned into this brief stand-off between parties that made me feel like we were the polite gophers from the Looney Toons cartoons:
After you!
No no, after you!
Oh no, I insist!

We finally gave in and went around them. My sister and I decided that they had to have been WDW newbies if they really thought all 19 of them were going to remain together through the entire line leading into the HM. Even if they'd somehow managed to stay together into the stretching room there's no way that they'd make it through the mass exodus of people from the stretching room to the Doom Buggies. Were all 19 of them planning on piling into one Doom Buggy? :tongue:

Ah yes, we can laugh about it now....

:p
 












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