Okay, here's mine
We were at MGM when a large family from England stopped at the stand where we were buying a Mickey hat. One of the little girls asked, "Mum, why do they sound so odd?" The grandmother replied, "We sound different to them, too." My DH, who can imitate any accent, replied, "I don't think you sound odd at all." In his best English accent. GM replied, "That's because you're English dear." I had to step in and say, "Oh, no he's not! He's an Okie from Tulsa, Oklahoma!" At this my DH said to the woman, " I'm not really English." Bless her heart, she just about passed out, saying "Oh, I can't look at you. You look and sound just like Richard Gere." Fanning herself, the whole time. My husbands head was almost too big to fit in the RR.
And next we were in MK waiting in line for the Jungle Cruise, when a woman with a stroller, steam rolls my DS age 6. He falls to the pavement. skins his knee. I help him up. He's got blood running down his leg. I ask if he's okay, and he starts crying. I turn to the woman, sure that he must have stepped in front of her, because who would run down a child. I start to apologize, and she says to me, "He should have moved." If my mouth had not been hanging open, and my child had not been howling in pain from the road rash on his knee, i would have let her have it. But I tended to my bleeding child, as she rushed off.
We were at MGM when a large family from England stopped at the stand where we were buying a Mickey hat. One of the little girls asked, "Mum, why do they sound so odd?" The grandmother replied, "We sound different to them, too." My DH, who can imitate any accent, replied, "I don't think you sound odd at all." In his best English accent. GM replied, "That's because you're English dear." I had to step in and say, "Oh, no he's not! He's an Okie from Tulsa, Oklahoma!" At this my DH said to the woman, " I'm not really English." Bless her heart, she just about passed out, saying "Oh, I can't look at you. You look and sound just like Richard Gere." Fanning herself, the whole time. My husbands head was almost too big to fit in the RR.
And next we were in MK waiting in line for the Jungle Cruise, when a woman with a stroller, steam rolls my DS age 6. He falls to the pavement. skins his knee. I help him up. He's got blood running down his leg. I ask if he's okay, and he starts crying. I turn to the woman, sure that he must have stepped in front of her, because who would run down a child. I start to apologize, and she says to me, "He should have moved." If my mouth had not been hanging open, and my child had not been howling in pain from the road rash on his knee, i would have let her have it. But I tended to my bleeding child, as she rushed off.