My crappy parent story comes from TGMR at MGM. This was an unusual day as TGMR actually had about a 30 minute wait and about 20 people back in the queque was this boy, maybe 9 or 10, simply screaming in absolute terror about going on this ride. His father had a death grip on his wrist and kept screaming the typical, "I paid $$$$ to bring you here, your are going on this ride, stop being a baby" spiel. Finally after about 10 or 15 minutes of this the kid broke free and ran to the double doors normally used as the entrance when the line is shorter. He hit the doors so hard that it sounded like Barry Bonds had hit it with a bot. The doors flew open and this kid ran out full speed still screaming his lungs out. At that moment the several hundred other guests that had be subjected to this display, myself included, erupted in applause. As luck would have it the thunderous applause occurred before his parents were able to go out after this kid. Dear old dad in a final display of class and proper upbringing was nice enough to give us the one finger salute on his way out the door.