OK, so we just returned from Disney World, where we spent a magical eight days (9 if you count the two half-days we spent the day we arrived and left). For the most part, it was a wonderful, glorious week. Did a lot of new things, experienced a lot of new rides/attractions, ate at lots of new places.
But I'd like to rant, if I'm allowed a second. My week there really made me lose a lot of faith in society.
There wasn't a parade or nighttime spectacular show we attended where some yahoo
rushed in at the last minute and stood right in front of one or both of my kids.
I can't even count the number of times I either was hit from behind by an aggressive stroller/ECV while walking, or ran into someone who decided that that very instant would be the perfect time to stop and check their text messages.
But the coup de grace, as they say, came on our last day in the Magic Kingdom. We were in line at Main Street bakery for breakfast. It was right at park opening, so probably 9:05 to 9:10. There was already a line, and the line naturally continued to grow (after all, who can resist the wonderful smells?). Well, after about a 15-minute wait, we finally get to where we can order. By now, the line is wrapped around the queue and out the doors. I'm about to order, and this scumbag (sorry, gotta keep it PG) walks right in front of me to the counter and starts ordering. I try to keep my cool and politely say to him "Excuse me sir, the line is back there" (pointing to the line spiraling out the door). He says "I know where the line is, but I've got four hungry kids and I ain't about to wait in line." To which I respond, well my two kids are hungry also and we've already waited in line and I'm sure everyone else in line would appreciate if you waited your turn also. He just shot me a look and proceeded to order. It took all I had not to ask for WDW security to be called, but I resisted and let the guy do what he had to do. It just really bugged me that he not only had the nerve to cut a dozen or so people in line, he knew he was cutting and didn't care one bit.
While we were eating, I had a lady come to me and say she's a Disney regular and had never witnessed such a vulgar display. The good thing is that I used a lot of the rudeness we experienced in Disney to teach my two boys right from wrong. I think they were obviously paying attention, because we got several compliments on how well-mannered they were during the trip.
Anyway, sorry for the rant, but I felt like I really needed to get that off my chest. I'm sure we've all had those experiences, and luckily the good experiences are much more plentiful than the bad. It's just unfortunate that the bad experiences are the ones that leave that lingering taste.
But I'd like to rant, if I'm allowed a second. My week there really made me lose a lot of faith in society.
There wasn't a parade or nighttime spectacular show we attended where some yahoo

I can't even count the number of times I either was hit from behind by an aggressive stroller/ECV while walking, or ran into someone who decided that that very instant would be the perfect time to stop and check their text messages.
But the coup de grace, as they say, came on our last day in the Magic Kingdom. We were in line at Main Street bakery for breakfast. It was right at park opening, so probably 9:05 to 9:10. There was already a line, and the line naturally continued to grow (after all, who can resist the wonderful smells?). Well, after about a 15-minute wait, we finally get to where we can order. By now, the line is wrapped around the queue and out the doors. I'm about to order, and this scumbag (sorry, gotta keep it PG) walks right in front of me to the counter and starts ordering. I try to keep my cool and politely say to him "Excuse me sir, the line is back there" (pointing to the line spiraling out the door). He says "I know where the line is, but I've got four hungry kids and I ain't about to wait in line." To which I respond, well my two kids are hungry also and we've already waited in line and I'm sure everyone else in line would appreciate if you waited your turn also. He just shot me a look and proceeded to order. It took all I had not to ask for WDW security to be called, but I resisted and let the guy do what he had to do. It just really bugged me that he not only had the nerve to cut a dozen or so people in line, he knew he was cutting and didn't care one bit.
While we were eating, I had a lady come to me and say she's a Disney regular and had never witnessed such a vulgar display. The good thing is that I used a lot of the rudeness we experienced in Disney to teach my two boys right from wrong. I think they were obviously paying attention, because we got several compliments on how well-mannered they were during the trip.
Anyway, sorry for the rant, but I felt like I really needed to get that off my chest. I'm sure we've all had those experiences, and luckily the good experiences are much more plentiful than the bad. It's just unfortunate that the bad experiences are the ones that leave that lingering taste.