My first car was a pretty old bug, that had a cassette player built in. I bought the car used and it came with a Beach Boys tape stuck in it. It’s all I was ever able to listen to in that car. I think that’s why I love the Beach Boys so much
Good old "AOL"!My first car was a pretty old bug, that had a cassette player built in. I bought the car used and it came with a Beach Boys tape stuck in it. It’s all I was ever able to listen to in that car. I think that’s why I love the Beach Boys so much
And I remember as a teenager sneaking out of bed to chat with friends in the US at night, when we first got the internet. Needless to say “sneaking around” is an impossible feat with a dial-up modem
Know the feeling, I'm like.. "WHY THE HELL THIS BUTTON DOES THAT? IT MAKES NO SENSE!!"I am my parents IT guy. And it was an iPad issue. I don't use fruit based products. Was like the blind leading the blind
I enjoy the Beach Boys as well. As a teen, I begged my parents to take me to Great Adventure ( a Six Flags Amusement park if you don’t know) to see them give a concert.My first car was a pretty old bug, that had a cassette player built in. I bought the car used and it came with a Beach Boys tape stuck in it. It’s all I was ever able to listen to in that car. I think that’s why I love the Beach Boys so much
And I remember as a teenager sneaking out of bed to chat with friends in the US at night, when we first got the internet. Needless to say “sneaking around” is an impossible feat with a dial-up modem
I'm with you on the march of technology in the last 20-30 years being scary fast.
Was like the blind leading the blind
Thank you!!!
Yes, I was born and raised in Germany, although I spent a few years living in the US and Austria
Thank you for the warm welcome!!
The last time I left Disney, I really didn't think it would be ten years until I'd return.
I ended a difficult relationship last year, and for the first time in forever (no pun intended) I will spend
a three week vacation the way I really want to spend it. Yep, I am in my mid 30s, and I'll be spending a boat load of money on a solo Disney vacation and I will have the most amazing time!
My first visit was in 1968 at the age of 6...!!! )...!!! 
I know how Dial up modem's were. I'm glad those dial up days are over. My first web browser was Netscape.And I remember as a teenager sneaking out of bed to chat with friends in the US at night, when we first got the internet. Needless to say “sneaking around” is an impossible feat with a dial-up modem
, but, couldn’t...!!!!! 
That is more times to Disneyland than I did. Disneyland is a place that I like to visit, but I want to stay away before 2021 now due to Star Wars Galaxies Edge being so new.You’re most welcome...!!!
I’ve been to Disneyland 5 times, but, the last time was in 2010.
First visit to WDW was in 1988 for our honeymoon, and we’ve been back 7 more times since with our kiddos (now grown
Chalk this up as a learning experience, and next time get an attorney, even though they will take a cut. (She was pressing the issue a lot about why he didn't have an attorney, and explaining that she and the attorney could have come to some kind of agreement. It sounded very backroom deal-ish, and like she was annoyed he came in by himself sincerely expecting to just answer questions honestly.) He came out of there rattled. Somebody needs a job change.
I wish I could put a tear with that sad face. Those people on their high horses. Those government job milkers(just came up with that). That is just horrible. They should at least treat people with respect. It is weird that she said if he had an attorney they could come up with an agreement. She couldn’t have done the same thing with just Brian? That is just cr*p. A gazillion prayers his eye heals 110%. I am so sorry.So...disability...
Denied, as expected.
Treated rudely, humiliated, berated - not expected. These people were obnoxious!
From the lady who called last night to confirm we would be there at 8am sharp, to the security guard who not only would not let us on the elevator before 8am sharp, but when Brian began to protest that he thought we were supposed to be upstairs by 8am, he yelled at him and said, "IF I HAVE TO TELL YOU ONE MORE TIME, SIR..." Seriously? What is this - an episode of COPS?
They asked if we had received a CD in the mail. We had not. We'd remember that. They gave us one, it had medical records supplied by ?? from various doctors going back to 2013. (Important records such as his back surgery were missing.) We had about 4 minutes to look it over when he was called in to see the judge because the person scheduled first didn't show. They asked if we had an attorney; we did not. They did not allow me to go in with him. (Oh, I can be pretty attorney-ish. LOL.)
And they freaking grilled him. "I don't know why you're here." "Look at your income for 2018, clearly you can work." Everything he said was met with, "You can work." "You can get a job as a ticket-taker." (What? That came from some recently out of college woman over the phone - a "vocational expert." She said he could also get a job as a barback. Seriously?) The judge asked if he was driving. He said not for the last two months. She said, "Well, that's your choice."
Yes, it's his choice not to potentially cause harm to others since he can't read signs, has no depth perception, and is legally blind in one eye and the other is recovering from surgery.
What. The. Ever. Loving. F?
I would not get in a car with him right now if he was driving.
"You can read. You can read 12 point font!" (accusingly!) Yes, if he holds the paper right up to his left eye, he can figure out what it says. It works best on his phone because of the bright backlight (and increased font size) but is more difficult on a computer for some reason. "Why can't you use a computer? You can get a job doing xyz on a computer!" (Like getting any old job is just as good as what he's been doing for 30 years. And like you can snap your fingers and get a job.)
She wouldn't let him speak except to directly answer the questions until the very end when she asked if there's anything he'd like to add.
He said, "Ma'am, I don't want to be a burden on anybody; I'd rather work. But I'm getting scared because I can't see!"
Maybe it's a good thing I wasn't in the room.
There is no need to be disrespectful and treat someone like they're trying to get away with something. Hopefully, everything will just be back to our version of normal functionality after he is fully recovered from the surgery, and we won't have to worry about this for several years.
So...disability...
Denied, as expected.
Treated rudely, humiliated, berated - not expected. These people were obnoxious!
From the lady who called last night to confirm we would be there at 8am sharp, to the security guard who not only would not let us on the elevator before 8am sharp, but when Brian began to protest that he thought we were supposed to be upstairs by 8am, he yelled at him and said, "IF I HAVE TO TELL YOU ONE MORE TIME, SIR..." Seriously? What is this - an episode of COPS?
They asked if we had received a CD in the mail. We had not. We'd remember that. They gave us one, it had medical records supplied by ?? from various doctors going back to 2013. (Important records such as his back surgery were missing.) We had about 4 minutes to look it over when he was called in to see the judge because the person scheduled first didn't show. They asked if we had an attorney; we did not. They did not allow me to go in with him. (Oh, I can be pretty attorney-ish. LOL.)
And they freaking grilled him. "I don't know why you're here." "Look at your income for 2018, clearly you can work." Everything he said was met with, "You can work." "You can get a job as a ticket-taker." (What? That came from some recently out of college woman over the phone - a "vocational expert." She said he could also get a job as a barback. Seriously?) The judge asked if he was driving. He said not for the last two months. She said, "Well, that's your choice."
Yes, it's his choice not to potentially cause harm to others since he can't read signs, has no depth perception, and is legally blind in one eye and the other is recovering from surgery.
What. The. Ever. Loving. F?
I would not get in a car with him right now if he was driving.
"You can read. You can read 12 point font!" (accusingly!) Yes, if he holds the paper right up to his left eye, he can figure out what it says. It works best on his phone because of the bright backlight (and increased font size) but is more difficult on a computer for some reason. "Why can't you use a computer? You can get a job doing xyz on a computer!" (Like getting any old job is just as good as what he's been doing for 30 years. And like you can snap your fingers and get a job.)
She wouldn't let him speak except to directly answer the questions until the very end when she asked if there's anything he'd like to add.
He said, "Ma'am, I don't want to be a burden on anybody; I'd rather work. But I'm getting scared because I can't see!"
Maybe it's a good thing I wasn't in the room.
There is no need to be disrespectful and treat someone like they're trying to get away with something. Hopefully, everything will just be back to our version of normal functionality after he is fully recovered from the surgery, and we won't have to worry about this for several years.
My guess is they'll wait to see how the first week or 2 go after reservations end before making a final decision. It's already too late to make a reservation system assigned by days such as they did out in Ca.. ADRs have already been made and some people would have to make major changes to their plans. I'd hate to see what would happen to MDE if you could log in and make reservations
So...disability...
Denied, as expected.
Treated rudely, humiliated, berated - not expected. These people were obnoxious!
From the lady who called last night to confirm we would be there at 8am sharp, to the security guard who not only would not let us on the elevator before 8am sharp, but when Brian began to protest that he thought we were supposed to be upstairs by 8am, he yelled at him and said, "IF I HAVE TO TELL YOU ONE MORE TIME, SIR..." Seriously? What is this - an episode of COPS?
They asked if we had received a CD in the mail. We had not. We'd remember that. They gave us one, it had medical records supplied by ?? from various doctors going back to 2013. (Important records such as his back surgery were missing.) We had about 4 minutes to look it over when he was called in to see the judge because the person scheduled first didn't show. They asked if we had an attorney; we did not. They did not allow me to go in with him. (Oh, I can be pretty attorney-ish. LOL.)
And they freaking grilled him. "I don't know why you're here." "Look at your income for 2018, clearly you can work." Everything he said was met with, "You can work." "You can get a job as a ticket-taker." (What? That came from some recently out of college woman over the phone - a "vocational expert." She said he could also get a job as a barback. Seriously?) The judge asked if he was driving. He said not for the last two months. She said, "Well, that's your choice."
Yes, it's his choice not to potentially cause harm to others since he can't read signs, has no depth perception, and is legally blind in one eye and the other is recovering from surgery.
What. The. Ever. Loving. F?
I would not get in a car with him right now if he was driving.
"You can read. You can read 12 point font!" (accusingly!) Yes, if he holds the paper right up to his left eye, he can figure out what it says. It works best on his phone because of the bright backlight (and increased font size) but is more difficult on a computer for some reason. "Why can't you use a computer? You can get a job doing xyz on a computer!" (Like getting any old job is just as good as what he's been doing for 30 years. And like you can snap your fingers and get a job.)
She wouldn't let him speak except to directly answer the questions until the very end when she asked if there's anything he'd like to add.
He said, "Ma'am, I don't want to be a burden on anybody; I'd rather work. But I'm getting scared because I can't see!"
Maybe it's a good thing I wasn't in the room.
There is no need to be disrespectful and treat someone like they're trying to get away with something. Hopefully, everything will just be back to our version of normal functionality after he is fully recovered from the surgery, and we won't have to worry about this for several years.
Ha I told my mom the same thing after the fiasco with her marriage certificate. I really like my last name anyway, and unless I were to change my first name, I'll be forever telling people how to spell my name unless I were to also change my first name. Which is tempting, but no. But my last name is pronounced like it's spelled, it's easy to spell, and it's unusual. So people usually haven't heard it before but get how to say it.
I was like that in school, too, but I was also scared of my mom's reaction. My mom threatened to take away all my after school activities when I got an A-, so grades were a source of anxiety. I refuse to do that to my kids. But over here, high school is divided. Not everyone goes to the same school, and not everyone gets the same education. The higher you score on this exam, the higher level school you are allowed to apply to. It's kind of like SAT/ACT scores with colleges, but it's going from elementary to high school. But VWO is the Ivy league of high school, so to speak. DS can't do VWO, because special education schools don't offer VWO level, but we're just glad to have finally gotten the results. The company that scored the tests messed 20,000 of them up, so the results were delayed for 2 weeks while they fixed it.