My most memorable example
My most memorable example
I'm new, so I guess I had better contribute my own story of someone leaving their brain at their hotel room. This one stands out the most to me.
Anyone who has been to Pizza Port can get the mental image pretty quick. Each area - salads, pastas, pizzas - is separate, with a tray rail along the front. It's pretty common for someone to be walking along, pushing their tray forward while looking to their left at the food. Since they aren't watching where they are going, their trays drop right off the end of the rail. Sometimes the tray is empty and just makes a loud clatter. Sometimes, we were not so lucky. During slow times, we could sit in the pasta area and watch people as they did this.
One time an older lady, possibly Grandma, came in with a boy about four or five. The boy was shorter than the tray rail. He was walking in front of Grandma, clearly not interested in salads, gravitating towards the bright shining box for the kids meal. Grandma, however, had picked up a Planetary Pizza Salad. You know, the one with three kinds of cheese, pepperoni, onions, olives, and Italian dressing. She proceeds to keep walking forward, her eyes on the Caesar salads. Her tray goes right off the edge of the rail, and her salad is dumped precisely on top of the boy's head.
He now has dressing, lettuce, pepperoni, cheese, etc. dripping down his overalls. He cried, possibly because Italian dressing in the eyes probably hurts. Grandma's response to the boy? "Watch where you are going!" Fortunately most of us in pasta had seen it coming (well, the tray falling, not the salad boy) and I believe we got him a new shirt and shorts. (I forgot the term for that.) Poor thing. I'll bet he could smell that dressing all day. I wanted to smack Grandma. It's one thing to accidentally drop your salad on someone. It's another to blame it on the poor defenseless someone.
By the way, it's a bitch to clean up Italian dressing and cheese off the floor.
Anyone who has been to Pizza Port can get the mental image pretty quick. Each area - salads, pastas, pizzas - is separate, with a tray rail along the front. It's pretty common for someone to be walking along, pushing their tray forward while looking to their left at the food. Since they aren't watching where they are going, their trays drop right off the end of the rail. Sometimes the tray is empty and just makes a loud clatter. Sometimes, we were not so lucky. During slow times, we could sit in the pasta area and watch people as they did this.
One time an older lady, possibly Grandma, came in with a boy about four or five. The boy was shorter than the tray rail. He was walking in front of Grandma, clearly not interested in salads, gravitating towards the bright shining box for the kids meal. Grandma, however, had picked up a Planetary Pizza Salad. You know, the one with three kinds of cheese, pepperoni, onions, olives, and Italian dressing. She proceeds to keep walking forward, her eyes on the Caesar salads. Her tray goes right off the edge of the rail, and her salad is dumped precisely on top of the boy's head.
He now has dressing, lettuce, pepperoni, cheese, etc. dripping down his overalls. He cried, possibly because Italian dressing in the eyes probably hurts. Grandma's response to the boy? "Watch where you are going!" Fortunately most of us in pasta had seen it coming (well, the tray falling, not the salad boy) and I believe we got him a new shirt and shorts. (I forgot the term for that.) Poor thing. I'll bet he could smell that dressing all day. I wanted to smack Grandma. It's one thing to accidentally drop your salad on someone. It's another to blame it on the poor defenseless someone.
By the way, it's a bitch to clean up Italian dressing and cheese off the floor.
The next person who tells me "I want a fresh one" is getting a Countdown Chicken Fusilli up their bum.
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Aww! That's terrible!
Poor kid, at least the whole "no strings attached" thing worked out for him... think "Grandma" dropped it on him on purpose just for the free stuff?
I worked in the All Star Music Food Court as a CP and I can totaly relate. People just get a little distracted when it's chow time. Either that or they get -way- cranky.
I had an 11 or 12 year old kid literally throw a pudding cup at his mom (complete with splatter) when she said he couldn't have one. And then there was the most irate gentleman who, while dragging his disapointed wife past my cashier stand, berated her for being in the food court in the first place. Apparently she was too fat already and didn't need to be eating in "this kind of place."
oh yeah, there's more but we'll save it for later.

I worked in the All Star Music Food Court as a CP and I can totaly relate. People just get a little distracted when it's chow time. Either that or they get -way- cranky.
I had an 11 or 12 year old kid literally throw a pudding cup at his mom (complete with splatter) when she said he couldn't have one. And then there was the most irate gentleman who, while dragging his disapointed wife past my cashier stand, berated her for being in the food court in the first place. Apparently she was too fat already and didn't need to be eating in "this kind of place."

oh yeah, there's more but we'll save it for later.
"How much are the mugs? Well the 13 large signs at eye level all say the mugs are $12.99.. so I'm gonna go with that."
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The price of a pizza alone was enough to send people into screaming rants. And it wasn't even that good. Unless you were fortunate enough to come by during the brief period that we offered the taco pizza. That thing was killer.
I don't think Grandma did it on purpose. It's all too common to run the tray right off the edge. We heard "SLAM!" "SLAM!" "SLAM!" all day. Even if the tray was just in their hands, people would drop them. You'd think we coated them in butter or something. It got quite irritating, but then I have a low tolerance for noise anyway.
So the woman's husband wouldn't let her eat? What on Earth was she supposed to do for food? I'd beat the living crap out of my husband if he ever tried to pull that crap with me. Especially in front of other people. What is it with people that delight in having an audience while being asshats?
I don't think Grandma did it on purpose. It's all too common to run the tray right off the edge. We heard "SLAM!" "SLAM!" "SLAM!" all day. Even if the tray was just in their hands, people would drop them. You'd think we coated them in butter or something. It got quite irritating, but then I have a low tolerance for noise anyway.
So the woman's husband wouldn't let her eat? What on Earth was she supposed to do for food? I'd beat the living crap out of my husband if he ever tried to pull that crap with me. Especially in front of other people. What is it with people that delight in having an audience while being asshats?
The next person who tells me "I want a fresh one" is getting a Countdown Chicken Fusilli up their bum.
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Re: My most memorable example
one time i was working in emporium and there was this lady with her two kids. she was one of those "frantic guests" who swear that they have to RACE through the entire park the whole day. anyways, she was looking at some snowglobes i guess and she kind of shoved her kid to the side and he fell over and knocked over a mug. so i went to the back to get the broom to sweep up the broken pieces, by the time i got back the poor kid was in TEARS while the mom was yelling at him for being so "stupid." (it was her damn fault!! she PUSHED HIM out of the way) the kid was half crying/half talking when he asked his mom "can we still go to mickeys house?" and she has the nerve to say "hell no, mickey's pissed , you f*cking broke the mug!" then she turns to me and is all "do i have to pay for this sh*t? my kid if f*cking stupid, sorry." then she grabs her kids and leaves.
..... wow. i should have called child services. poor kids. :(
..... wow. i should have called child services. poor kids. :(
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Grrrr.... I hate people who blame poor defenseless kids. Some day I will don my own superhero outfit and go to Disneyland and treat guests the way you wish you could.
Ever had an angry parent call their kid's name very loudly, and it happens to be your name too, and you nearly pee your pants because you think you are in trouble?
Ever had an angry parent call their kid's name very loudly, and it happens to be your name too, and you nearly pee your pants because you think you are in trouble?
The next person who tells me "I want a fresh one" is getting a Countdown Chicken Fusilli up their bum.
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I was riding the railroad once, and this woman, hubby, their infant and a boy who was I'd say, 6 years old were sitting near me. The mom was yelling at her kid because he'd lost his hat or something on Big Thunder and he was crying his eyes out, apologizing. So she told him to shut the F up and stop crying like a baby. He eventually calmed down and I waved at him and mouthed "hi"... poor kid. So he wiped his tears, smiled, and the woman JERKED around (almost bonked baby's head on the bench of the train) and told me to SHUT UP and stop bugging her f-ing kid.
Scared the life out of me. Almost enough to make ME cry. The kid kind of glanced at me and turned away.
Scared the life out of me. Almost enough to make ME cry. The kid kind of glanced at me and turned away.
Um... whose baby is this? 

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on one of my trains? she yelled at her kid and f'd one of MY trains? did she not listen to the speil at btm "hold on to them hat's 'n glasses, 'cause there here's the wildest ride in the wilderness" it sure isn't the kid's responsibility, just like that kid that wouldn't sit on the train, mom said he doesn't speak english, but he's her kid, and she speaks english, it tells you to watch your kids, damn stupid people, if they listened, life would be better.
Gimme some soft serve!
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GMC wrote: did she not listen to the speil at btm "hold on to them hat's 'n glasses, 'cause there here's the wildest ride in the wilderness"
No no, that would be too easy.
The next person who tells me "I want a fresh one" is getting a Countdown Chicken Fusilli up their bum.
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And then the rest of society wonders why kids at the age of 16 or so, shoot their parents to death. Not that I am justifying killing or anything, but paybacks can be a real bitch.kimpossible33 wrote:I was riding the railroad once, and this woman, hubby, their infant and a boy who was I'd say, 6 years old were sitting near me. The mom was yelling at her kid because he'd lost his hat or something on Big Thunder and he was crying his eyes out, apologizing. So she told him to shut the F up and stop crying like a baby. He eventually calmed down and I waved at him and mouthed "hi"... poor kid. So he wiped his tears, smiled, and the woman JERKED around (almost bonked baby's head on the bench of the train) and told me to SHUT UP and stop bugging her f-ing kid.
Scared the life out of me. Almost enough to make ME cry. The kid kind of glanced at me and turned away.
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Unfortunately, that is always the case. Parents/Grandparents/Any adult in the vacinity is always willing to blame a child in their group or a cast member close by just so that they don't take the blame and look like a fool. Stupid People! You should have gotten over your defense mechanisms in your pre-teen years!ExR2P2 wrote:Grandma's response to the boy? "Watch where you are going!"