I am, by nature, an observer. Consequently, I find WDW to be a sociological wonder as I get to see and meet people from all over the Globe. One day, while dining at The Crystal Palace, my wife and daughter left me at the table alone as they visited the ladies’ room. (As a side note, have you ever noticed that females like to go to the ladies’ room together? Why? Can’t they converse elsewhere? Can’t they handle potty-time alone? What’s going on in there? Men go in alone, do their business without talking, and depart with a knowledge that their bodies are now in a more relaxed state.) Anyway, where was I? Ah yes, the Crystal Palace story. Because I was left sitting alone, I started paying more attention to my surroundings. There was a couple sitting right next to me, as the tables were situated very close to one another in the section where I was seated. They were probably in their early to mid-fifties, and by their accents and appearance they seemed to be stereotypical Midwestern American. They seemed to be a very nice couple, and they had no children with them.
Tigger came to their table, and the husband started to talk to him as though he was real (I know, I know, but it fits the story.) The husband exhibited a strong childlike quality in his enthusiasm. In the process of gushing over Tigger, the husband said, “Hey Tigger, have you been in the woods with your Tigger girlfriend?” When Tigger walked away from the table, the husband said to his wife in a very matter-of-fact way, “You were mortified when I said that, weren’t you? You’re looking at me as though you were disgusted with me.” She then proceeded to scold him for his words because she believed that they intimated something of a sexual nature. He then started to defend himself in a similar fashion to a twelve year old kid and said, “What, it’s Tiggers, in the woods, playing…” He honestly was innocent, but the exchange between the two of them made me have to turn my head and laugh. The poor guy was being treated like a pervert by his wife, and he had nowhere to go.
Has anyone heard conversations at the world that made you think that someone else’s vacation was long overdue? Do share.
Tigger came to their table, and the husband started to talk to him as though he was real (I know, I know, but it fits the story.) The husband exhibited a strong childlike quality in his enthusiasm. In the process of gushing over Tigger, the husband said, “Hey Tigger, have you been in the woods with your Tigger girlfriend?” When Tigger walked away from the table, the husband said to his wife in a very matter-of-fact way, “You were mortified when I said that, weren’t you? You’re looking at me as though you were disgusted with me.” She then proceeded to scold him for his words because she believed that they intimated something of a sexual nature. He then started to defend himself in a similar fashion to a twelve year old kid and said, “What, it’s Tiggers, in the woods, playing…” He honestly was innocent, but the exchange between the two of them made me have to turn my head and laugh. The poor guy was being treated like a pervert by his wife, and he had nowhere to go.
Has anyone heard conversations at the world that made you think that someone else’s vacation was long overdue? Do share.