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  • #61
    To be clear, I honestly don't think anybody in this thread had malicious intent in mentioning whatever applicable backgrounds of the offending guests. Again, I am just the type of person who notices those kind of things in discussions, and it's something that really sticks out to me (uhh, that was a redundant sentence! :-) ) And yeah, I guess that kinda stuff bothers me. And I don't think Soulquarian was necessarily calling anybody a racist either.... And now I would normally say something like, "But if the shoe fits, find a matching purse..." but I'll refrain. ;-)

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    • #62
      I said ankle bitters? Break the tension? Nooo? Ok, I'll go *flies away*






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      • #63
        I can't speak for others....only myself, so I will. When I tell a story, I do so in detail. I describe every nuance, every inch of the experience. I do it because it's simply the way I relay ideas. If describing races and nationalities come into the story, it's for the sake of completion. If someone takes offense to that little detail, then it's something that they chose to be offended over. I have zero control over that. This 'walking on eggshells' approach that many people have adopted (not just here, but in general) just contributes to our society's continued morphing into the Offended States of America, land of frivolous lawsuits and buzz words like "Emotional Distress".

        Originally posted by saddlesore
        To be clear, I honestly don't think anybody in this thread had malicious intent in mentioning whatever applicable backgrounds of the offending guests.
        I couldn't agree more, Saddlesore. (hey that rhymes)

        Anyway, I've said my piece.
        "The old man's gonna knock on the sky. Listen to the sound."

        AP'er since 2004. Yup.....I'm one of THEM.

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        • #64
          (removed this message cuz this whole discussion is starting to bum me out)
          Last edited by Saddlesore Swanson; 03-17-2005, 08:01 PM.

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          • #65
            Originally posted by SurfedUpDane
            -After answering a question wrong during one of the mock-quiz shows in Innoventions, a rather large and immobile man with a right on his finger that didn't appear to be married informed me that fat people are smarter than fit people and proceeded to eat the rest of my 13th frozen banana.

            To name a few.
            I know who THAT was... :lol:
            Charlie :wave:
            MiceChat User #1037

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            • #66
              Originally posted by Saddlesore Swanson
              Whewww. I really never meant to get into this whole discussion on a DL board, but that's what I get for opening that can of worms in the first place.
              I trust then that the phrase "agree to disagree" is not lost on you then? For the sake of the topic and not getting this thread locked, I'm willing to drop this here and now.
              "The old man's gonna knock on the sky. Listen to the sound."

              AP'er since 2004. Yup.....I'm one of THEM.

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              • #67
                Sure, dude.

                But may I quote one song we all know? Hold my hand and sing with me, "There's so much that we share, that it's time we're aware, it's a small world after all."

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                • #68
                  Originally posted by Saddlesore Swanson
                  Sure, dude.

                  But may I quote one song we all know? Hold my hand and sing with me, "There's so much that we share, that it's time we're aware, it's a small world after all."

                  Err.....
                  "The old man's gonna knock on the sky. Listen to the sound."

                  AP'er since 2004. Yup.....I'm one of THEM.

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                  • #69
                    i don't get it...

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                    • #70
                      the "hold my hand" part? uhhh... that wasn't a literal statement.

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                      • #71
                        Was a reference to an 80's flick. Nothing important. Move along....nothing to see here.
                        "The old man's gonna knock on the sky. Listen to the sound."

                        AP'er since 2004. Yup.....I'm one of THEM.

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                        • #72
                          oh okay, from Fish Called Wanda... gotcha <moving along>

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                          • #73
                            Originally posted by MasterGracey
                            If only Disney could figure out a way to really get guests to act right. But I guess rude people will continue being rude people as long as they have the capability of breathing.
                            Well, they need to start thinking of something. I have never made any complaints to city hall but this is the topic that is going to make me complain every time I visit. It's not just me; the experience is getting ruined for so many of us.
                            This is SO much more important than peeling paint or (insert popular complaint here). People yelling on attractions, taking flash pictures, it's just getting out of hand. They don't seem to be making any effort at all to curb this...Is it that they don't know how upset it makes us? Let's be heard!
                            L + L = R

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                            • #74
                              Oh whee to start with rude people. I have come to believe that while individual persons are okay, people as a whole are satan's mob. I have many stories of individual guests, but the best are:

                              1. In line at HM, there was a little girl (4 at the oldest) who looked...off. She had dropped her Minnie Mouse doll and I bent down to pick it up because mom was holding her and it was definitely easier for me. The girl just kind of stared blankly at me. Whatever, kids don't like strangers. But she didn't ever really stop staring at me with this dazed look. Fifteeen minutes later (Line was long b/c it was the holiday season), projectile vomit spews forth from this girl and hits both me and my cousin. The woman does not apologize, does not warn anyone else in line or a CM, but just leaves the line. I understand kids throw up, but you'd think the mom would have offered up a wipe that she was already pulling out of her purse.
                              2. Middle shool kids - the new bane of my existence - on POTC banging those light-up drumsticks together during all the darker spots so as to ruin the effect. THey also were pointing at AAs comparing them to other party members. "That guy with all the pigs, that's 'Larry,'" while 'Larry' loudly protests that it's not. THey are also splashing, which forced the CM on the God-mike to yell.
                              3. A couple all but fornicating in line in front of me in the line for Indy. I turned to my boyfriend and said loudly, "Gee I'm glad that you and I don't feel the need to mate publicly at Disneyland in front of all the youngins." The couple in front of us glared and went about their heavy petting, but the people all around us and them laughed, making it wourth my time.
                              4. In line for screamin' and more middle school kids (I know that I was just as bad...I realize the error of my ways) pushing each other around and into other guest in line and yelling about Fastpass riders getting on first....

                              Althoguh I was annoying at least once. My friends and I once busted out "Yellow Submarine" as our people mover car passed over the subs. Not the whole song. Just the chorus. Many times. I realize now that we were being evil middle school kids. I apologize.
                              The King is back and he's ready to kick some tail. Do not mess with a mouse in black.

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                              • #75
                                Originally posted by Small Panda After All
                                Oh whee to start with rude people. I have come to believe that while individual persons are okay, people as a whole are satan's mob. I have many stories of individual guests, but the best are:

                                1. In line at HM, there was a little girl (4 at the oldest) who looked...off. She had dropped her Minnie Mouse doll and I bent down to pick it up because mom was holding her and it was definitely easier for me. The girl just kind of stared blankly at me. Whatever, kids don't like strangers. But she didn't ever really stop staring at me with this dazed look. Fifteeen minutes later (Line was long b/c it was the holiday season), projectile vomit spews forth from this girl and hits both me and my cousin. The woman does not apologize, does not warn anyone else in line or a CM, but just leaves the line. I understand kids throw up, but you'd think the mom would have offered up a wipe that she was already pulling out of her purse.
                                2. Middle shool kids - the new bane of my existence - on POTC banging those light-up drumsticks together during all the darker spots so as to ruin the effect. THey also were pointing at AAs comparing them to other party members. "That guy with all the pigs, that's 'Larry,'" while 'Larry' loudly protests that it's not. THey are also splashing, which forced the CM on the God-mike to yell.
                                3. A couple all but fornicating in line in front of me in the line for Indy. I turned to my boyfriend and said loudly, "Gee I'm glad that you and I don't feel the need to mate publicly at Disneyland in front of all the youngins." The couple in front of us glared and went about their heavy petting, but the people all around us and them laughed, making it wourth my time.
                                4. In line for screamin' and more middle school kids (I know that I was just as bad...I realize the error of my ways) pushing each other around and into other guest in line and yelling about Fastpass riders getting on first....

                                Althoguh I was annoying at least once. My friends and I once busted out "Yellow Submarine" as our people mover car passed over the subs. Not the whole song. Just the chorus. Many times. I realize now that we were being evil middle school kids. I apologize.
                                What great stories! I am sure that I was just as irritating... I just don't remember it! To anyone I offended as a teenager, I apologize for being such a jerk. I am better now...
                                Charlie :wave:
                                MiceChat User #1037

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                                • #76
                                  Originally posted by Ortizmo2000
                                  Early one day, when Indy was still in the first year of it's immense popularity, I was in the queue with my then-GF. The line had already stretched out of Adventureland and around to the gateway of Frontierland. There was an Indian family behind me, four - maybe five of them, and people were piling onto this line by the second.

                                  A very fit, athletic black man and his son (perhaps 8 years old) had decided that it didn't matter how many had already gotten into the queue - he'd chosen his and his son's spot. He proceeds to slip in behind me and directly in front of the Indian family. I could see the rather perturbed look on their faces at being disregarded so blatantly. The man himself just went on about his day, looking around thru sunglasses as if this was just the norm.

                                  Now, I did what in this day and age can be considered very stupid and dangerous - but I couldn't help myself. I decided to confront another human being. I think it was the fact that these Indians looked so intimidated by this event that set me off. I've always hated bullies...in all of their shapes and sizes. I'm also very impulsive....I don't always think before speaking or acting.

                                  "The end of the line's back there," I advised the guy.

                                  His response can't be repeated here without getting creative.

                                  Well, the finer memories of the next few minutes have faded with the passing of time, but I do remember some things much clearer than others.

                                  - The guy was about as fit as Wesly Snipes, and just as intimdating to look at.
                                  - He was ready and willing to fight me right then and there, and he let me know by shoving me several times.
                                  - Thinking that if I engaged him, I would surely lose. If I didn't end up in a hospital, the day would be over regardless knowing the park's policy about people fighting: You fight, You go.

                                  As he continued to goad me, I kept my back to him and my body in between him and my GF (who was terrified at this point). I scanned about for a security officer, but of course, there was none to be found. There was no way I was going to leave this line and leaving my GF near this guy, and I wasn't about to send her off on some easter egg hunt either. Nor was I going to chased from this line. The best thing I could think of turned out to be a miserable failure of a move in retrospect.

                                  A kid of about maybe 19 was watching the queue, and he was the closest thing to authority I could find in the immediate area. I told him of everything that had gone down, including the physical challenging. The guy was standing right there as I relayed the story, doing so not as angry guest, but being very, very sardonic about it. Well, I can't really blame this poor kid for being scared (and believe you me - he was), but I do wish he'd at least had a radio. His solution was to actually have the guy step out of line for a few seconds while others passed. I'm actually amazed this guy agreed to it, but I was equally amazed at the "solution" to this problem.

                                  As we got further and further in line away from the guy, the Indian family behind me thanked me for speaking up. That almost calmed the Neil Peart drum solo my heart was doing. My GF hugged me and thanked me for not getting into what would have been a very bad beating, I'm sure. Well, with this guy being allowed back in line, we'd inevitably passed each other as the queue zigged and zagged.

                                  "Happy now, **ss*?" he asked, actually bearing a toothy grin.

                                  Not to be outdone (again without thinking), I returned the grin. "Yup. Thanks for asking!"

                                  I then overheard him muttering to his eight year old son not to "grow up to be a **ss*. Suberb parenting there, Chief!

                                  It was a weird sort of justice in that he was made to wait roughly the equivalent of people he'd cheated out of line, but in my head, he should have been booted the second he'd took physical action against another guest. Sure, I could have followed up on this by having one of the cast members call for an officer to meet us at the exit, but my GF was celebrating a birthday that day.

                                  I just didn't have the heart to stir the waters any more than had been done. I wanted to salvage what was left.

                                  I kicked that guy's several different times during the drive home in my imagination.
                                  Geez, I loved this story
                                  Way to hold on to your composure, Rex :bow:
                                  I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it.
                                  That explains the trouble that I'm always in...
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                                  • #77
                                    Originally posted by Jennidisneyfer
                                    Geez, I loved this story
                                    Way to hold on to your composure, Rex :bow:
                                    Maintaining composure was just the smallest part of it. I truly was frightened of having my butt handed to me on a platter. I'm no fighter, I'm a lovah!
                                    "The old man's gonna knock on the sky. Listen to the sound."

                                    AP'er since 2004. Yup.....I'm one of THEM.

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                                    • #78
                                      Biggest Lie about Graffiti in a place that YOU DO NOT OWN, NAMELY DISNEYLAND!

                                      Graffiti is not art if you are destroying someone else's property.

                                      Graffiti can be done at home not on the waiting areas or boats or on the Hello Sticker name tags on the POTC boats I have seen on the back of the seat. (really hard to remove) Man this just angers me to no end!!
                                      1st Amendment-Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

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                                      • #79
                                        Originally posted by MasterGracey
                                        I was at the Haunted Mansion last Friday and I was next to a couple in the stretching gallery and the girl was telling her boyfriend "you really don't remember this ride?" and the guy said "no, I don't think I've ever been in here" and it was extremely loud inside because of obnoxious guests. I figured that everybody would quiet down once Master Gracey began his spiel, but I should have known better.
                                        It seemed as if everybody got slightly LOUDER to speak OVER the narration. It was absolutely ridiculous. I didn't mind as much because I've been on the ride so many times, but I felt SO bad for the guy who I was near because he was looking around at the stretching portraits with a sense of confused wonder as if he were thinking "wow, this is amazing.. if only i could hear what was going on"

                                        It's a shame people aren't considerate. This guys first time (or at least first MEMORY) at the Haunted Mansion was ruined because of loud, obnoxious day guests who shouldn't have even been at the ride if they weren't going to shut up at all.

                                        It was even more annoying when the Hallway to Limbo was just as loud, if not louder than the stretching gallery because people talked even louder to drown out the lightning sound effects and the further narration by Gracey.

                                        Sad.

                                        That was going to be my Peeve right there I hate working mansion and hearing People Resite the ER Speil louder then the acual spei.l I mean there are some people who payed a lot of money to go to Disneyland and have never been before and are going on the mansion for the first time... I still dont understand why people think there soo cool resiting the Spiel out loud woop de do you have been on the Attraction alot thats nice but let the ones who havent been on before enjoy the show..

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                                        • #80
                                          My mom and I had staked out a spot on the RoA for a summer Fantasmic show. During the pre-show, a rowdy group of high school boys thought it would be funny to harass the crowd around them. These boys, who had probably just learned Spanish at school, turned to people who looked Mexican and decided to put their fundamental conversational Spanish to use. They joked around, loudly asked them dumb questions and said nonsensical things... to very unamused park guests. They stood up and yelled some more, snickering as to what to say next.

                                          I was probably middle school aged at the time, and I was really the sort of person that lets people walk all over them, but I knew that what these boys were doing wasn't right. Everyone else in the crowd was doing their best to ignore them because they didn't want to stand up to them. To add to that, these were very good seats that many had been waiting a long time for.

                                          I turned to the jerks and said very sternly, "Silencio!"

                                          ...and I didn't hear another peep from any of them for the rest of the night.
                                          :captain: double the powder and shorten the fuse?

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