I've never had a problem with a fellow guest, but I did have a staff issue during my last trip.
DH and I went to WDW on our Honeymoon. We left our reception, went straight to the airport, and flew to Orlando. When we got there, I took off the jewelry I had worn for the ceremony (pearl earrings, a pearl necklace, and a pearl bracelet) and put them in the nightstand next to the bed. I won't say what hotel I was staying in, because other than this one event, I have nothing but great things to say about my experience with this hotel and can't wait to stay there next time. But I will say it was on property. Anyway, we had our honeymoon, an amazing time, and left a week later. We, regretfully, checked out and headed to the airport. As the shuttle pulled up to the airport, I realized: I didn't remember grabbing my wedding jewelry out of the night stand. Immediately, I picked up the phone and called the hotel to tell them. They transferred me to maid services, I explained the situation to them, what room I had just checked out of, asked them to check for it and mail my jewelry back to me if it was found. Twenty minutes later, I got a phone call from the maid services saying they didn't find anything.
Incredibly nonchalantly and very polite, I said "Okay. I kind of expected that." Seriously, you can ask my husband. I said it completely calm and was
not accusing them of anything. No matter how calm I was, the woman immediately jumped to the defense.
"What's THAT supposed to mean?!" she spat out.
"Nothing," I said, still calm and polite. "Just that I figured you might not find it."
"So you think I stole it?"
"What?? No. I just had a feeling it wouldn't turn up."
"OH! So you're calling me a liar!" She screamed.
I was
shocked. "Ma'am, I'm not calling you anything!"
"I can get my manager if my answer is not enough for you!"
"Ma'am." I said, starting to lose my patience, but still polite, "I am not accusing you of anything. I am simply stating that I had a feeling it might not be in there. For all I know, I'll find it in my suitcase when I get home and have just forgotten that I packed it. I just called to make sure."
She spat out "Okay, you have a good day." And hung up on me.
I could
not believe it.
We got on the plane from Orlando, and I turned my phone off. When we landed later, I turned it back on to discover I had a voicemail from the hotel: they had checked my room again, and had found my jewelry. I received it all in the mail a week later.
But yes, that was my one bad experience with anyone at Disney being rude to me.