I've told this story before, but it is a cute one.
On the Panama Canal Westbound Repo, the first cruise that we were on with as part of the dis-crew, was the first time I heard the phrase Lanyard People.
I believe that it was on the second night out, after we left
Castaway Cay.
Lee and I were in the elevator going to dinner. We were proudly wearing our lanyards. Just before the elevator stopped at the deck for dinner, one of the other occupants, dressed in all of her finest, looked at us and with such a snooty tone in her voice stated, "Oh, you are one of those Lanyard People".
Not another word was said.
Til this day, I do not know who was responsible for the reputation.
After all, the great Chair Robbery had not taken place yet.
Nor had the Big Sleepover. Nor the Jammie Breakfast or Pirate Night.
It could possibly been the grass skirts at the sail away, but I doubt it.
So, does anyone want to fess up?