Probably not all that shocking, but you know how you build your self up for all that Disney magic pre-trip...
This past April, we were in line for Pooh, first day, first ride. It was my family of five plus my parents, for a total of 7....(one of my kids is a baby). Well anyway the CM asks DH how many in our party. DH sort of stumbles and says 5 (meaning our immediate family)....the CM knows my parents are with our group and says in the snottiest condescending tone...Well sir, is it 5 or 7!?!? I can put you all together in the same car if you'd just say how many in your ENTIRE party....wrong answer sir, there are 7 of you. Why can't people just tell me how many in their party. Is it that difficult? Our car pulled up and we all jumped in, while he continued to mutter on. A great start to the trip, at least we didn't have to wait in line.
I have to say that the bikini with high heels is a great look (maybe?) if you are in the Miss America pageant. Not that great at EPCOT. My kids are like mommy why is that lady dressed that way? And the parents of a daughter that couldn't have been 14, allowing her to wear a tight T shirt with huge letters that said, and I kid you not, PORN STAR. OMG.
Now for some stupid things I've done, that I need to get off my chest, and I admit they're stupid, no lectures please

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Walking past AK's Flights of Wonder the show was about to begin and the CMs enticed us to go into the show. An ever so kind CM offered to park the stroller for me, as the show was about to begin. I handed over the stroller and headed for the theater with my family. I'm 15 feet away and she's running after me yelling, "M'am, your baby M'am, you'll have to bring her in with you" Talk about feeling like an idiot, at least I realized my error at just the same time...
At Small World, I was so excited by the fact that the right queue was backed all the way up to the top, while the left side was a walk on, that my family went skipping down the ramp, lalala. We get to the bottom, once again, "how many in your party?" "Um, 7" (still gun-shy from the pooh incident). We're loading on the boat and I realize my 3 year old is gone. (I thought my mother had him and vice versa). I turn around and go running up the ramp, I must of had a look of complete distress on my face as I passed a family they say "he's up there, but you know, these days, you don't want to interfere..." OK so I get to the top and I can hear him screaming in comlete panic before I can even see him. And there he is frantically running in a big circle between Peter Pan and Small World. Bad Mommy. Still makes me choke up thinking about it. The thing that gets me is there was a CM at the top of Small World acting as if nothing was happening. I am in no way blaming the CM for my utter stupidity, I just kinda thought he'd rope him in. DH has a theory that they will watch for a few seconds to see if the child is found before intercepting.
So, I have to admit I haven't read all of the posts on this thread, but I sure hope no one has written me up...OK this is too long...