Your worst moment at a Disney park?

[spacemountainmom]

Nothing really stands out for me except for an incident that occurred in line for the Safari ride at AK. I was in my early 20s and was with dm, sdad, bro(7), and sis(8). My mom was confined to a wheelchair because she had Lou Gehrigs disease (which is terminal for anyone who doesn't know) and was basically paralyzed. This was a long awaited first time trip for everyone (except me, who had already gone with friends) and was bittersweet considering the circumstances.

Since she was in the wc, we had to come thru a different entrance and then wait for a vehicle that took the chairs. Well, to people in line it must of looked like we were getting extra special treatment by coming in a different way, little did they know we had to wait an eternity for the special vehicle. As we were waiting, a woman near us felt the need to voice her disgusted opinion to her family very loud so we could hear and said something along the lines of "Gee, it must be nice to be in a wheelchair and just cut in front of everyone." And then went on and on for another few minutes grumbling. (She of course, didn't say it directly to us, cuz that would have taken even more gall). Well, I was mortified. My mother heard every word and I know it made her feel bad, although she acted like it didn't. I wanted to kill that woman for being so ignorant, rude, and basically mean. I just stood there with my mouth hanging open. I ended up just letting it go because I didn't want to make a scene and make my mom feel worse by calling attention to her. We were already feeling so beaten down by the emotional toll of her disease, so to have someone do that was just really crappy.

Anyhow, now a days I'm a bit older and less tolerant of bad behavior.
There's no question I'd be all over that woman if it happened now. It still bugs me to this day.

Wow! That is so awful that you had to deal with that. I know I would have told the woman where she could go and the quickest way to get there. As the pp said...that sad person has to live with herself every day. I pity her for her pathetic attitude. Karma will get her someday.

 

[GaRain]

For those people that complain about the wheelchairs, I always want to reply - well, I am sure they would rather be able to walk and stand on a daily basis....

My worst instances are not that bad. One was when a car ran smack into the side of the Disney bus I was on. Accident reports, late to Boma....not fun!

 

[bonitag]

Our first trip was last year in March. It was very crowded and my nephew accidently broke my 2 YR old DS's stroller at Epcot.

Also on our last day my DS became very sick at AK (running fever) we had to leave early and didn't get to do everything that we had planned to do there.
He was OK with Motrin but still ill. We drove home the next day and took him to ER he had Strep.

Overall we had a great 1st trip and can't wait until our trip coming up... Hoping for better luck.

 

[CampbellScot]

One time we found a full cockroach (dead, at least) in our salsa at La Cantina. Wouldn't have been as bad except the guest relations CM we talked to told us it was "bound to happen" with how often we visit. We're so rarely disappointed with the Disney cast, it was a bummer.

I can't believe there wasn't a better response to a health code violation!!!!! Oh man...my DH would have made the loudest complaint on the planet if a CM's response to a disease carrying dead bug in our FOOD had been "oh well..." ugh.

Nothing really stands out for me except for an incident that occurred in line for the Safari ride at AK. I was in my early 20s and was with dm, sdad, bro(7), and sis(8). My mom was confined to a wheelchair because she had Lou Gehrigs disease (which is terminal for anyone who doesn't know) and was basically paralyzed. This was a long awaited first time trip for everyone (except me, who had already gone with friends) and was bittersweet considering the circumstances.

Since she was in the wc, we had to come thru a different entrance and then wait for a vehicle that took the chairs. Well, to people in line it must of looked like we were getting extra special treatment by coming in a different way, little did they know we had to wait an eternity for the special vehicle. As we were waiting, a woman near us felt the need to voice her disgusted opinion to her family very loud so we could hear and said something along the lines of "Gee, it must be nice to be in a wheelchair and just cut in front of everyone." And then went on and on for another few minutes grumbling. (She of course, didn't say it directly to us, cuz that would have taken even more gall). Well, I was mortified. My mother heard every word and I know it made her feel bad, although she acted like it didn't. I wanted to kill that woman for being so ignorant, rude, and basically mean. I just stood there with my mouth hanging open. I ended up just letting it go because I didn't want to make a scene and make my mom feel worse by calling attention to her. We were already feeling so beaten down by the emotional toll of her disease, so to have someone do that was just really crappy.

Anyhow, now a days I'm a bit older and less tolerant of bad behavior.
There's no question I'd be all over that woman if it happened now. It still bugs me to this day.

I am so incredibly sorry that someone was so ignorant and cruel and MEAN. I would not have been able to control myself. I'd have lost it and made that person feel HORRIBLE by informing them as to the reason why my mother got to "cut the line". Oh man. Rage MONSTER even thinking about it!!!
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Hmmm...my worst moment at Disney...

probably a day at DHS. My step daughter was 8 at the time and she was just in a persnickity, contrary mood. I told her that she either had to have her hair in a pony or a headband. When it's loose she puts it in her mouth and that is just GROSS. It makes her father gag. He has a "thing" about hair being out of her face. So she chose a headband. I reminded her that that headband would stay on her head at all times, there would be none of this "on and off" business.

I should have known better.

It was HOT when we got to DHS. As we were heading to ToT, out of the corner of my eye I saw her slip it off her head, but at the moment I was getting a band aid for her brother who had a bleeding bug bite. In my head I was thinking "She is fixing to break that head band..." And just as I was about to turn to her and tell her to put that thing back on her head...SNAP went the headband...then a sideways look and half hearted "OOPS".

I was hot. I had a migraine. I wanted to SCREAM.

Instead I told my hubs that I needed a minute, and I walked away...and I CRIED. I did NOT want to spend the day dealing with defiant kids. I was gone for about 20 minutes. When I returned I found that my DH had made his contrary daughter purchase a pony tail holder with her own money. Then he put her hair in a very unfortunate looking attempt at a pony tail.

She was rather mortified at her wonky appearance. So I sat down with her and brushed her hair and put her hair in a proper pony tail. She turned and looked at me and said "Sorry I broke my headband. Sometimes I just lose my MIND..." I told her that I did the same thing sometimes. And that was that. She was good as gold the rest of the trip.

She still remembers that day (she's about to be 12!) and now every time we go to DHS she says "Don't worry, I won't wear a headband!"

 

[Wadecool]

I would just like to take a moment and thank everyone who contributed their personal stories of extreme bodily functions during the past 23 pages. When we take our first family trip in May, when something stressful occurs, I'll be able to look back on this thread and think, "It could always be worse."

 

[jgates]

DD got sick from the buffet supper at DHS one evening. We took my aunt back to airport & then we headed for Epcot. Stopped at every restroom in WS I believe.........we spent about 45 minutes in the Odyssey restrooms - actually kind of nice as it was hot out LOL. I sat on the floor with my back against the cool wall. Visited First Aid & they did have some tums or some type of stomach aid that helped enough to complete the day.

On a trip with a contrary friend & her granddaughter, we stayed at the Courtyard at Hotel Plaza Blvd (I think it became a Holiday Inn & then was the one closed after windows blew out in hurricane?). We were on an 'improved' floor because we were Marriott Silver or something. This was one of the top two floors - they had removed the balcony & made the room bigger. However, they had not upgraded the a/c system. It was about 87 in our room at all times & we had 3 adults & 2 kids (me, DS, DD, friend, her GD). With 5 people taking showers & the room getting warm it was way over 90 & it would not cool off. We complained & they said they would check it. They moved us the next night to the floor either above or below. Same thing the next night. We complained again. My friend said they wanted a morning off & so we went to a park in the morning & came back after lunch. She was up there when maintenance HEAD came that day. He said the a/c units were only set for xx square fee (the size of the old rooms) - however they were not big enough to cool the bigger size rooms - that people were not even supposed to be put in these rooms. All the a/c units were being replaced but they were working from the GROUND UP & were only at floor 8. He said they should have started with the bigger rooms first but they were following orders. Luckily HE called the front desk & demanded we be moved. They packed up all our stuff & moved us to a wing room (really nice - slightly bigger & COLD!!!). It did then work out in the long run but talk about 2 or 3 miserable hot nights. (And it was 95 - 98 outside). By the time we moved we were literally not speaking to each other because we were all so miserable. A brisk letter to Marriott did result in receiving 2 free night coupons at a Courtyard - but used those elsewhere.

 

[BAMLuvMickey]

My worst moment is comparable to the mom whose daughter peed on the floor at Crystal Palace...
Last trip DS was 2. Not potty trained. The day we were at DHS was a bad day in general. My ex's daughter was just being nasty to everyone(as always) and we were fed up with her crap, so we ignored her the rest of the day(mainly just snotty coments coming out of her mouth)
Anyway, we had run out of diapers for DS. It was close to closing so we said the heck with it and decided to make our way back to the buses. Before we got to the buses my son had pooped. Not just any poop but the smelliest one i had ever smelled in my life. I nearly puked! So we stop at a bathroom and get him out of the diaper so that way no one else had to smell the wonderful stench coming from my kid. I figured he would be ok with no diaper on til we got back to the resort.
BOY WAS I WRONG!!!
He was sitting on my lap when he decided that he was going to PEE all over my leg!!! Yeah, I was kinda furious...after the bad day that we had already had, that just made it worse! Of course now almost two years later, I laugh about it...

 

[lovebug33]

kind of an ironic screen name, no?

Never thought about that! That is my DH's nickname for me. Man, now it may be ruined!

 

[lovebug33]

My worst moment is comparable to the mom whose daughter peed on the floor at Crystal Palace...
Last trip DS was 2. Not potty trained. The day we were at DHS was a bad day in general. My ex's daughter was just being nasty to everyone(as always) and we were fed up with her crap, so we ignored her the rest of the day(mainly just snotty coments coming out of her mouth)
Anyway, we had run out of diapers for DS. It was close to closing so we said the heck with it and decided to make our way back to the buses. Before we got to the buses my son had pooped. Not just any poop but the smelliest one i had ever smelled in my life. I nearly puked! So we stop at a bathroom and get him out of the diaper so that way no one else had to smell the wonderful stench coming from my kid. I figured he would be ok with no diaper on til we got back to the resort.
BOY WAS I WRONG!!!
He was sitting on my lap when he decided that he was going to PEE all over my leg!!! Yeah, I was kinda furious...after the bad day that we had already had, that just made it worse! Of course now almost two years later, I laugh about it...

At lest he didn't poop on your leg. That would have been much worse than pee!

 

[Tikitoi]

Were the rude guests, especially the ones who play their lack of understanding of the English language at their convenience mentioned.

 

[sscassel]

I would have to say my last vacation was the worste ever!!!! It wasn't really a park experience, but just a bunch of happenings! I always book a prefered room but they were all out. We got to our room at CBR and we were in the boonies. Not even a bus stop near us. So they kids were nonstop complaining. I call the front desk and the CM actually calls us back and says he found a room to move us to that was much closer to OPR. So I said great and we pack up all of our stuff and put it outside our door like they said and call the van to move us. Van gets there, doesn't know where we go and we find out the CM we talked to has now left for the day and they don'tknow what room he has held! SO we ended up staying in that room and unpacking it all. This all took so long that we now had a dinner reservation in DHS that we were going to be late for. So the girl driving the van said she could take us. GREAT. We get there in time, run into the park and my DD11 at the time forgets her bag in the van. We go to guest services and they take our info to try to get it....no luck. We get back to our room after 12 and I had to call GS cause DH freaking out still. 30 min. later they found in and dropped it off at the room. Another night coming home past 12 from Epcot the bus breaks down on the highway. Of course with 2, not 1 scooter on it! And I had to listen to the 1 father on the bus having a melt down yelling at the bus driver to let him off the bus , he's walking. His wife sat there silently with children. DIs I mention it was Dec and we were FREEZING too. I think something else had happened too but I must has blocked it out as it isn''t coming to me.

 

[kimgof]

3 trips ago, DD became really ill with a fever aproaching 105. That was horrible and scarey!
2 trips ago, we got there and went on BTTM, Splash Mount., Soarin, Test Track....everyone loved them all. We were having a great time. We decided to try Space Mountain. My DD was only 5 so we were concerned it might be too much so we explained how she would be sitting alone with us in front and behind her, it would be dark, etc...she insisted on going. My other kids DS (nearly 8), and DS 13 we figured would be fine. Fast forward to getting off the ride...I was with my DD who was sayiing, "Let's go again, that was totally awesome!" I get outside and see my DH with our younger DS on a bench. He was in an outright panic attack! OMG he was totally a mess. Well, the rest of the trip he wouldn't go on anything, not even the rides he already went on multiple times at that point. He even had panic attacks in the car! I felt so bad for him. He is still very timid with rides but last visit we did manage to get him back on BTTM! So maybe this time we can get him on Splash Mountain! Here's hoping.....

 

[mskayjay]

3 trips ago, DD became really ill with a fever aproaching 105. That was horrible and scarey!
2 trips ago, we got there and went on BTTM, Splash Mount., Soarin, Test Track....everyone loved them all. We were having a great time. We decided to try Space Mountain. My DD was only 5 so we were concerned it might be too much so we explained how she would be sitting alone with us in front and behind her, it would be dark, etc...she insisted on going. My other kids DS (nearly 8), and DS 13 we figured would be fine. Fast forward to getting off the ride...I was with my DD who was sayiing, "Let's go again, that was totally awesome!" I get outside and see my DH with our younger DS on a bench. He was in an outright panic attack! OMG he was totally a mess. Well, the rest of the trip he wouldn't go on anything, not even the rides he already went on multiple times at that point. He even had panic attacks in the car! I felt so bad for him. He is still very timid with rides but last visit we did manage to get him back on BTTM! So maybe this time we can get him on Splash Mountain! Here's hoping.....

okay you lost me! BTTM is??????

 

[Jedi_Galvatron]

I've had a few over the years but the one that stands out the most for me is from when I was a kid, must have been about 10. Admitedly it's probabbly much more traumatic for my parents, even to this day, but we all laugh about it now 20 some odd years later. Anyway, let me set the scene...

Back in the late 80s, early 90s the area we all call Downtown Disney today was much smaller, called something to the effect of the Village Marketplace, and was home to a personal favorite (even to this very day) restaurant called Chef Mickey's. It was very different inside from it's current version in the Contemporary, more upscale looking from what I recall, and it was during an era where Disney even gave you your fountain drinks in a souvenier "Chef Mickey Mug" which was essentially a red plastic glass but to me as a kid it meant everything in the world. None of this is actually relevant to the traumatic experiences that are about to follow but you now have a nice mental image of the setting if you hadn't been there.

So my parents, my sister, and I are eating at Chef Mickey's one evening in 1990 or so. I'm about 10 and my sister is about 8, though if you asked 8 year old her that she'd have insisted she was 8 and 3/4s but thats another story. As we are eating out meal I start to realize that I'm not feling well. At 10 I was fiercely independant and didn't want my parents to think I was too sick to go to the parks the next day so I excused myself and tried to run to the bathroom before I started to vomit. WARNING: If you're at all queasy it's best to stop reading now! I have a very bad time with throwing up, I don't know why it does this, but for some reason when I vomit it will NOT come out my mouth instead choosing to exit through my nose and in some extreme cases even leak a little from my eye sockets. So as I am running to the bathroom I see Mickey Mouse, you have to understand of course that Mickey is my HERO at this point in my life, nothing is going to be as important to 10 year old me as going to see Mickey. I start to walk towards Mickey and thats when it lets go, I start to vomit, it's coming out of my nose like jets, leaking from my eyes, I'm crying from the pain that its all causing, and all the while I have been unaware that I'm throwing up directly ONTO another family's table. My younger sister runs over to me, she claims to this day to see if I was ok but I am sure it was to make fun of me, but slips in a pile of my vomit and takes a slide into Mickey's legs knocking the most important mouse in the world to the ground, each of them now soaking in whats splashed off the table and onto the floor.

Disney managers whisked our family away to first aid, to ensure I was going to be alright, I never did find out what happened to the family who's table I had turned into my own personal vomitorium let alone the rest of the guests who had to watch allt his in shock and horror. Mickey Mouse ended up visiting us in the first aid station after I was deemed to have just had a mild case of food poisoning from earlier that day, and my sister and I apologized to him for everything we had done. In the end, it was possibly the most horrifying thing I have ever lived through, but looking back on it now always makes me laugh harder then anything else.

 

[spacemountainmom]

I think Jedi wins!

My whole family is now in hysterics!

 

[princesscharming]

I've had a few over the years but the one that stands out the most for me is from when I was a kid, must have been about 10. Admitedly it's probabbly much more traumatic for my parents, even to this day, but we all laugh about it now 20 some odd years later. Anyway, let me set the scene...

Back in the late 80s, early 90s the area we all call Downtown Disney today was much smaller, called something to the effect of the Village Marketplace, and was home to a personal favorite (even to this very day) restaurant called Chef Mickey's. It was very different inside from it's current version in the Contemporary, more upscale looking from what I recall, and it was during an era where Disney even gave you your fountain drinks in a souvenier "Chef Mickey Mug" which was essentially a red plastic glass but to me as a kid it meant everything in the world. None of this is actually relevant to the traumatic experiences that are about to follow but you now have a nice mental image of the setting if you hadn't been there.

So my parents, my sister, and I are eating at Chef Mickey's one evening in 1990 or so. I'm about 10 and my sister is about 8, though if you asked 8 year old her that she'd have insisted she was 8 and 3/4s but thats another story. As we are eating out meal I start to realize that I'm not feling well. At 10 I was fiercely independant and didn't want my parents to think I was too sick to go to the parks the next day so I excused myself and tried to run to the bathroom before I started to vomit. WARNING: If you're at all queasy it's best to stop reading now! I have a very bad time with throwing up, I don't know why it does this, but for some reason when I vomit it will NOT come out my mouth instead choosing to exit through my nose and in some extreme cases even leak a little from my eye sockets. So as I am running to the bathroom I see Mickey Mouse, you have to understand of course that Mickey is my HERO at this point in my life, nothing is going to be as important to 10 year old me as going to see Mickey. I start to walk towards Mickey and thats when it lets go, I start to vomit, it's coming out of my nose like jets, leaking from my eyes, I'm crying from the pain that its all causing, and all the while I have been unaware that I'm throwing up directly ONTO another family's table. My younger sister runs over to me, she claims to this day to see if I was ok but I am sure it was to make fun of me, but slips in a pile of my vomit and takes a slide into Mickey's legs knocking the most important mouse in the world to the ground, each of them now soaking in whats splashed off the table and onto the floor.

Disney managers whisked our family away to first aid, to ensure I was going to be alright, I never did find out what happened to the family who's table I had turned into my own personal vomitorium let alone the rest of the guests who had to watch allt his in shock and horror. Mickey Mouse ended up visiting us in the first aid station after I was deemed to have just had a mild case of food poisoning from earlier that day, and my sister and I apologized to him for everything we had done. In the end, it was possibly the most horrifying thing I have ever lived through, but looking back on it now always makes me laugh harder then anything else.

If this happened to me or my child, I'm sure I would have been upset. But reading this, I have to say, I busted up. It was like something out of a movie. Of course that is because it was so long ago, and you too can look back and laugh.

 

[DisneyNic]

My worst moments were nothing compared to a lot of the stories, but here goes.

First trip, first day, first park we are in AK and it's around noon. We were walking towards Lion King and the little piece on my flip flop that goes between my toes and basically holds the shoe together, rips. I do this sort of sliding-limp thing all over the park looking for shoes. The only thing I could find were crocs which I refuse to wear anyway, so definetly will not spend $35 on. I was so excited for this trip and I didn't want to ruin it for me or anyone else so I spent the remaining 5 or 6 hours doing my sliding-limp thing through AK.

My worst moment: The fireworks had just gotten over and we were leaving the MK along with every other person in the park. DS who was 4 at the time had fallen asleep in the stroller. We finally make it to our bus stop (ASSports) and I look down only to see that my son is now missing one of his flip flops. I almost cried. He had other shoes at the hotel but these were his favorites and I knew he was going to freak out. My dad said he would walk back towards the gate to see if he could find it (a black flip flop, at night, in a crowd of 50,000, yeah right.) So we are waiting at our bus stop and my dad comes back with a huge grin and a little black flip flop. I could not believe it. He said that he was just walking along saying "Has anyone seen a little shoe." and some wonderful lady asked if it was a black flip flop and told my dad that she had picked it up and put it on a fence post. Her kids had lost shoes before and she thought someone would be looking for it. My dad became the hero of the trip and my worst moment turned out not so bad.

 

[AlyJoy716]

Worse moment involved a mean CM at DHS. Our APs gave us trouble at the turnstile so I went to Guest Relations once we entered. I sent the girls to wait for rope drop for RNR. The CM after complaining the while time reissued the tickets. The park had opened so I went to get FPs for TSM. The newly issued tickets didn't work so I went back to Guest relations and, of course, the mean CM was the only one available-yippee. He rolled his eyes and then looked at the tickets. He had issued 2 in my name and then started blaming me! After that he accused me of not having the girls in the park. I thought he'd make me track them down and bring them to guest services but he didn't. They were about to board TOT so thank goodness he didn't do that.

Not a horrible moment but bra related. I bought a couple of new ones for our trip and wore one. We got to the park and all of a sudden I began itching like crazy-I wanted to scratch off my skin. Went to the ladies room and my skin was beet red near the bra's lace. Apparently, I'm allergic to it. I wasn't about to go back to the resort so I bought a dark colored t shirt and went w/out a bra. The entire day I walked around with my arms crossed under my ****s to control the jiggle factor. If you're a D cup you understand.

Oh no!! You may have been the lady I took a picture of that had no bra on. My husband and I referred to her as Sags. We couldn't help but stare, however this lady wasn't shy about the fact that she WAS NOT WEARING A BRA!!!! She had like 5 kids with her, and I'm positive she nursed all of them. At least it looked that way, hence the nickname Sags. Hopefully it wasn't you. We were there Sept. '10. hahahaha

A bad moment for me was right before Wishes. We were camped out on Main Street waiting for the big event to happen, and this lady behind us was crabbing at her kids. It got really out of hand, and borderline verbally abusive. Her kids were obviously tired and she was at her wits end. I finally turned around and told her that instead of making her kids and everyone around her miserable, why didn't she take her kids back to the hotel. She shut up and was nice to her kids after that.

 

[mskayjay]

I've had a few over the years but the one that stands out the most for me is from when I was a kid, must have been about 10. Admitedly it's probabbly much more traumatic for my parents, even to this day, but we all laugh about it now 20 some odd years later. Anyway, let me set the scene...

Back in the late 80s, early 90s the area we all call Downtown Disney today was much smaller, called something to the effect of the Village Marketplace, and was home to a personal favorite (even to this very day) restaurant called Chef Mickey's. It was very different inside from it's current version in the Contemporary, more upscale looking from what I recall, and it was during an era where Disney even gave you your fountain drinks in a souvenier "Chef Mickey Mug" which was essentially a red plastic glass but to me as a kid it meant everything in the world. None of this is actually relevant to the traumatic experiences that are about to follow but you now have a nice mental image of the setting if you hadn't been there.

So my parents, my sister, and I are eating at Chef Mickey's one evening in 1990 or so. I'm about 10 and my sister is about 8, though if you asked 8 year old her that she'd have insisted she was 8 and 3/4s but thats another story. As we are eating out meal I start to realize that I'm not feling well. At 10 I was fiercely independant and didn't want my parents to think I was too sick to go to the parks the next day so I excused myself and tried to run to the bathroom before I started to vomit. WARNING: If you're at all queasy it's best to stop reading now! I have a very bad time with throwing up, I don't know why it does this, but for some reason when I vomit it will NOT come out my mouth instead choosing to exit through my nose and in some extreme cases even leak a little from my eye sockets. So as I am running to the bathroom I see Mickey Mouse, you have to understand of course that Mickey is my HERO at this point in my life, nothing is going to be as important to 10 year old me as going to see Mickey. I start to walk towards Mickey and thats when it lets go, I start to vomit, it's coming out of my nose like jets, leaking from my eyes, I'm crying from the pain that its all causing, and all the while I have been unaware that I'm throwing up directly ONTO another family's table. My younger sister runs over to me, she claims to this day to see if I was ok but I am sure it was to make fun of me, but slips in a pile of my vomit and takes a slide into Mickey's legs knocking the most important mouse in the world to the ground, each of them now soaking in whats splashed off the table and onto the floor.

Disney managers whisked our family away to first aid, to ensure I was going to be alright, I never did find out what happened to the family who's table I had turned into my own personal vomitorium let alone the rest of the guests who had to watch allt his in shock and horror. Mickey Mouse ended up visiting us in the first aid station after I was deemed to have just had a mild case of food poisoning from earlier that day, and my sister and I apologized to him for everything we had done. In the end, it was possibly the most horrifying thing I have ever lived through, but looking back on it now always makes me laugh harder then anything else.

okay I seriously called my mother and read this to her because I was laughing so hard!!!!!!! Now I know for the other family it was horrific but ohmygosh laugh out loud funny!!! This sounds like something someone would do as a spoof of WDW for a comedy movie! lol

And as I'm telling Mom about this one, she reminds me of another great fail on one of our trips with her along for the fun! She says "did you tell them about your son shutting down the Peter Pan ride???" I had completely forgotten that one! DS would fight us constantly that he didn't need to tie his shoes and they were forever either coming undone or already undone. We're on line at PP and as we step onto the moving conveyor I hear DS say "oh!" and the belt lurches to a stop. I look down and sure enough, his shoelace is down in the belt and made the emergency shut-off kick in! And of course the action of the belt moving had pulled the lace so tight he couldn't even get the shoe off either! Oh yes....I did want to say I told you so and just leave him there but the CM said it was against policy for parents to do so! lol Took about 5 minutes but they got him loose and off we went but oye!

 

[DaniB]

I think Jedi wins!

My whole family is now in hysterics!

I had to call my husband over to read your storey Jedi, when he heard choking noises and wondered if I was ok!