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- Aug 31, 2003
Good job, curmudgeon Bob!
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DW (why are we calling everyone "dear?")
Why assume the D stands for "dear?"
It could stand for dumb, diabolical or dipsomaniacal.
If the are going to have dinner wear, then I expect to see the host with a copy of Debrett's arranging the order of going into dinner.
Now wouldn't that be interesting? Would Castaway Club members be seated based on their club level...or would this be entirely on social standing?
As there isn't much of the aristocracy cruising on DCL would you enter based on the job you do? Would military and civil servants be seated before doctors and lawyers? When would the poor teachers get seated? .
Thanks for the funny thread! I, too, cringe when food servers parade to music. I dislike the necessary handshake and butt kissing conversation nightly from the head servers. And I REALLY dislike (gasp) the family name announcement when we board the ship!!! I know that is practically a reason to be thrown off the DCL disboards, but I just had to throw my wee complaint in ...
I do like the smileys here tho'
Curmudgeon here...and my husband. We have been on 3 DCL cruises...and are DVC members....
The Bingo script...it is the same...every...time.....
... I dislike the necessary handshake and butt kissing conversation nightly from the head servers. And I REALLY dislike (gasp) the family name announcement when we board the ship!!!...
Another thing I find questionable is the notion of a formal night. This is hardly an ambassadorial affair.
If the are going to have dinner wear, then I expect to see the host with a copy of Debrett's arranging the order of going into dinner.
Yes, what if they just were honest and said, "I'll be fast and invisible if you promise to tip me." Maybe I should just suggest it to him. Or do you mean the Maitre 'd? I never knew he was in the room until the last night, when he was as solicitous as a freshman at a frat kegger.
I told the guy at the gangway we were traveling under assumed names. My DW shot me the stare that shatters granite (I've been struck by it so many times it no longer raises welts), and smiled at Gangway Guy, giving our real name.
I never knew he was in the room until the last night, when he was as solicitous as a freshman at a frat kegger.
As a DVC member, I also find the member meeting embarrassing, and have decided the 16 DVC hats and lanyards we own are enough. The goofy game show is not worth the chance at a $200 OBC anymore. I may, however, pop in just to grab a free mimosa.
I hope it's ok - I think I want to borrow that phrase in the future!
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