sissa216
Well-Known Member
As someone said earlier, the biggest problem I had to deal with was telling parents that their kid was too short, and when they gave me problems I gave a whole spiel about how it was for their own safety. Some people were cool about it, others were upset but understanding, but I'd say about half of the parents got hysterical and called me all kinds of names. One father called me all sorts of names and used plenty of profanity that Walt would not have approved of
and said that I ruined his and his family's vacation.
Then he grabbed my shirt, twisted me around, yanked on my nametag, and announced to the crowd "Hey everybody!! Look at this (w)itch Carissa! She's going to Hell!! F*** You, Carissa" and threw me away against the wall and spit at me. That was it. I cut the chain, ran inside, and started balling to the CM who had just come out for rotation. Only seconds after he was gone I realized I should have called security.
I don't think I was rude with him or gave him any reason to be angry, outside of the fact that I politely but firmly explained that his child couldn't enter the building. And offered to give him a riders switch pass. And tried to give his child a "future mountaineer" certificate. Some people are just like that, I guess.
p.s. this and mannnnyyyy more instances like this is why I came to Disney as one of the most optimistic people you'd ever find who always found the good in people, and left bitter about the condition of human race. I still am at a loss as how people, guests in a Disney park who have so much to be thankful for and appreciative of, can be so evil and full of hate.
Then he grabbed my shirt, twisted me around, yanked on my nametag, and announced to the crowd "Hey everybody!! Look at this (w)itch Carissa! She's going to Hell!! F*** You, Carissa" and threw me away against the wall and spit at me. That was it. I cut the chain, ran inside, and started balling to the CM who had just come out for rotation. Only seconds after he was gone I realized I should have called security.
I don't think I was rude with him or gave him any reason to be angry, outside of the fact that I politely but firmly explained that his child couldn't enter the building. And offered to give him a riders switch pass. And tried to give his child a "future mountaineer" certificate. Some people are just like that, I guess.
p.s. this and mannnnyyyy more instances like this is why I came to Disney as one of the most optimistic people you'd ever find who always found the good in people, and left bitter about the condition of human race. I still am at a loss as how people, guests in a Disney park who have so much to be thankful for and appreciative of, can be so evil and full of hate.