Your worst moment at a Disney park?

[formytinkerbelle]

My worst moment was this past Christmas. It was our first time to WDW having children adn we have a 2 and 3 year old. They overall did awesome and didn't have as many meltdowns as I was expecting. However, on Christmas Day my 2 year old son had a major meltdown and was kicking and just being awful. It became apparent that discipline was a must and we had to create a time out corner right by the castle. There is a booth next to the castle right by a bridge and we put him in the corner of the booth and the railing for a time out. He just screamed and we had our backs to him and the stares from the people are just crazy. Our rule is 1 minute per age, so he had to stay there for 2 minutes and then say sorry and then behave. Well it took a few time outs for him to say sorry and to act like a normal child but I know we did the right thing. He stopped the tantrum and was well behaved the rest of the day. I didn't even care what people were thinking because I knew we were doing what we needed to do, but I was just thinking, how many parents have I seen discipline their kids at WDW, none, what is wrong with me, but now I know it was the right thing to do.

 

[Granfan]

2009-got a staph infection(looked like a spider bite at first)
2010-saw a snake on the sidewalk

 

[ladypage]

IMO, anyone who is fit to stand safely should stand, regardless of gender. I never sit on the WDW busses unless there are empty seats after loading, but I have seen young women mutter about a young man not giving up a seat without ever considering giving up theirs. Sexism? You bet.

I COMPLETELY agree with this. I hate when people won't give up their seats. On the other hand, as someone who looks like they're perfectly able to stand up on a bus, but is not, I know you shouldn't just judge them for it. I blew my knee and one of my hips in high school cross country. I can't stand on busses very well because of the possibility of any quick stops. If that happens my knee tends to give out, so I go flying and I need a wheel chair for the next hour or two. You would never tell by just looking at me though, when I wear my brace, I wear it under my jeans.

 

[walkdmc]

We caught some horrendous stomach virus and were bedridden for 2 days with diarrhea and vomitting during a 1 week WDW vacation in Nov 2010.

 

[TeresaNJ]

Some of you long timers may recall my telling this story before.

I was there with my dgd8, and a friend/coworker. It was my first DVC trip and we were staying at BWV. We had gone to AK that day, of course, and I made the mistake of wearing blue jeans shorts on Kali and got soaked. Denim shorts don't dry out very fast, even in sunny hot AK. By the time we left AK the insides of my thighs were very badly chaffed. I had to walk stradled legged chaffed.

To make things worse, we had tickets for (I can't remember what it was called; it was EMH but you had to pay to go) at MK for that night. After AK we went back to BWV to rest up and get ready for the EMH thing and I spent the whole time trying to come up with some way that I could go and not have to walk like I'd been riding a horse for a week straight. Bandaids weren't big enough, there wasn't enough lotion or potions in the room to make it go away. Then I came up with a brilliant idea! Moleskin! If it works wonders for blisters, and chaffing is a lot like blisters....... Well, I took a whole sheet, what about 2 1/2" x 4" moleskin pad and stuck one to the left side over the chaffing and one over the right side. It worked! I could walk normal!

We go on to MK and everything is going pretty good. At some point I started feeling a little tugging on, how can I say this?, my hair down there. I went to the bathroom there by Peco Bills so see what condition my condition was in. That moleskin had started getting all rolled up on the edges and had adheared itself to, well, you know. I didn't know what else to do so I pulled it off. I did it fast and once off I realized that it took all the flesh off with it. I swear, it was gross. The inside of my thighs where I had chaffing was now raw meat.

I came out of the bathroom and my friend said I was white as a ghost in Haunted Mansion. I told them to stay, the have to pay for EMH hadn't even started yet, and I was going to head back to BWI. They quickly agreed I think mainly because they didn't want to be seen with me the way I was walking.

I made it back to BWI. Yes, it hurt. I was in pain and exhausted so I went straight to bed. Stuck the sheets between my legs so my thighs couldn't touch and was asleep by the time df & dgd got back.

The next morning of course we had a day planned for Epcot but since we/they had done EMH that you have to pay for the previous night we weren't planning on an early start. We ordered room service breakfast and then I sent my friend down to the little gift shop to see if they had anything better than what I had in the way of first aid supplies. She came back up empty handed and was all proud of herself saying that she'd told the gift shop CM what happened and she said they have a first aid/medic person on staff and would send one to our room. I've been on the disboards a long time and never heard of this but, hey, great, maybe they'll have something to put on the fire red raw meat that were now my thighs.

I had a nightgown on and of course had to sit with my legs kinda spread to keep my thighs from toughing. I was in the bedroom and heard someone knock on the door in the living room area. The next thing I know is there is a georgeous hunk of young man standing at the bedroom door with a little bandaid in his hand. I swear I could hear porn music playing and I sat there all spraddle legged. When I finally come to my senses I just look at him and that little bandaid and say, that's not gonna do it. He sees my thighs, turns red and says no and I swear, ran, out of the room! They sent a lifeguard up there! OMG, I was soooo embarrased.

To make this long painful story shorter, I ended up getting some gauze that didn't work too well because it kept falling down my leg. I rented a scooter at Epcot and went to thier first aid place and they had these sleeve like netting that was great b/c it held the gauze in place. I still had to rent a scooter at every park for the rest of the trip. And I definately didn't go anywhere near the pool so I wouldn't run into that lifeguard again.

Moral of the story: Moleskin is for your feet, not chaffed thighs.

Oh my gosh, I needed to laugh so bad tonight. Thank you so much!!!

 

[IcedMudd]

My worst experience was today I was walking through Magic Kingdom, holding my two daughters' hands (4 and 6). It's crowded so obviously I'm keeping them close to me and holding their hands so I know where they are in the crowd. A gentleman rammed my daughter in the legs with a stroller and actually hit a pole in the process with the stroller. I stopped to see if my daughter was ok, and she was. Shaken, but no real damage. Of course this would happen to my super-sensitive "bean" that tears up over small scratches... anyway, I catch up to my DH who has our son in his arms. Not 30 seconds later the same gentle BARELY misses hitting my daughter again! So Dh says something to him about watching where he's going and the man proceeds to tell him that my daughter walked in front of him...uh huh... so of course by that time, I have to pipe up and say no she didn't because I was holding her hand and I knew she was right beside me the entire time. He was in too much of a hurry to watch where he was going. I was so enraged and the confrontation nearly escalated, it was quite the 'un-magical' experience. I cried in the park, not from pixie dust but because my little girl was the one who was hurt...

 

[jgates]

Forgot one episode of food poisoning. Son insisted it was from Cosmic Rays. We left early in the morning & he was a bit 'off'. By the time we got an hour up the interstate he was green & we spent quite a bit of time & a few side trips to the rest areas. I drove all the way to the other side of Nashville into the middle of nowhere & finally got a hotel room. It was just a LONG miserable day.

But NOTHING compares with Jedi...............................

 

[Jedi_Galvatron]

I'm glad my horrific childhood adventures can bring everyone such joy.



I have a few other stories, much less exciting but just as embarassing, that I'll try and take the time to type up tomorrow.

 

[Mama Who]

Having a medical emergency on Dec. 31 in the middle of the hub at DL and having to be evacuated through back stage by cast members.

I was blessed to have good friends and amazing CMs there to help but it was definitely not an experience to repeat. I was even too sick to take advantage of the opportunity to examine backstage.

 

[Disney_Jill]

I second the notion that Jedi wins. I just read it and laughed so loud, my disney loving ds had to come out and see what is sooo funny. So I showed him and he laughed too. I know it was horrible at the time but it is funny now. I think your sister was coming over to make fun of you but she clearly got the short end of that stick.

 

[Mama Who]

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

Not my worst moment, but I had one of those too. A kid, maybe 6 years old was literally trying to KICK me off my curb waiting for the parade. I was sitting, he could see over me, no way I was going to move for someone being pushy. I turned around and said, "I am NOT moving, STOP kicking me." and faced front. Next thing I know he has SLAMMED his fist down on the top of my head. I admit, I got a little unmagical and I yelled at him, "What is WRONG WITH YOU? NO HITTING!"

Suddenly, the two adult women with him (who had ignored everything else) start getting upset. His mom starts telling the other one loudly in Spanish how mean I am to yell at him when he doesn't speak English.

No, really. She felt not speaking English excused her child hitting people.

Of course, she was embarrassed when I told her it didn't... in Spanish. Which she assumed my pale faced self didn't understand.

 

[hammie59]

Yep. Jedi totally wins. That was, unfortunately, hilarious!

 

[mskayjay]

I'm glad my horrific childhood adventures can bring everyone such joy.



I have a few other stories, much less exciting but just as embarassing, that I'll try and take the time to type up tomorrow.

Jedi I hope you don't take offense to the laughter we are all having at your expense. It was truly nice to have a good laugh today. Thank you so so much! Your post also once again points out the need for a "like" or LOL button on the DisBoards!

 

[DisneysRedhead]

Amazingly enough, of all the years I've been going to DW, I have never really had a bad experience, or at least nothing too crazy to deem memorable. Except about 4 years ago when I want with my parents and my brother. My father had not yet been diagnosed with sleep apnea which ended up being a pretty extreme case. Basically, it was so bad he wasn't really getting proper sleep which left him tired and cranky all the time.

Now my dad is seriously the sweetest man. He is so calm and kind, but after being in Epcot all day in the extreme heat, he was just not feeling it. We were waiting for our reservation at San Angel Inn and he was just being a plain you know what to my mother. My younger brother was also not helping and was complaining as well. My mom finally just screams at them that she has had it and goes into one of the shops to get away. When I go to find her she was actually crying. We had been having such a good day that I was furious that they had ruined it. So I actually walked out and pretty much scolded my dad and brother. They must have known that I meant business and I must have looked pretty ticked off because they looked like two little kids getting reprimanded by their mother. They both ended up apologizing to my mom and we ended up enjoying dinner after all. For the rest of the trip, we ended up letting the guys go back to the room for naps in the middle of the day lol.

 

[donaldsgirl]

My very worst possible day at Disney World was the day of our wedding there. We did an escape (military) wedding so that it would be EASY for us. I can laugh about it now but it was pure hell at the time and we were so upset!! I don't think it could have gotten much worse, it was definitely like a wylie coyote and roadrunner cartoon. Considering this was our 8th wedding date to be set, I am convinced that some force just did not want us to get married!!! Disney worked with us afterwards and we love the place. What can we say???

 

[pensgirl10]

Vomiting from the eyes? Seriously now folks.....

 

[kimgof]

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

OMG sorry I meant BTM...Big Thunder Mountain. I guess I was stuttering.

 

[SilverSynchro919]

Vomiting from the eyes? Seriously now folks.....

Actually, this is perfectly possible...your mouth, nose, eyes and ears are ALL connected. This is why so often, when someone gets a sinus infection, mucus drains down the throat AND out of the eyes.

 

[hammie59]

Actually, this is perfectly possible...your mouth, nose, eyes and ears are ALL connected. This is why so often, when someone gets a sinus infection, mucus drains down the throat AND out of the eyes.

This is true. Not to get totally off topic here, but I've seen someone shoot milk out of their eye...

 

[cuchu2005]

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.

Oh! I'm sorry you and your family got banned from WDW for life!

Because, that's what happened, right?

You can't go and make the big cheese swim in a pool of vomit, and just walk to the emergency room!

Best worst moment ever!

Mx