Unhappy People at the Happiest Place on Earth

Recently TJ and I returned from our yearly February trek to Florida. We had the good fortune to stay at Disney's Animal Kingdom Lodge, which is one of their newest resorts. The accomodations were lovely and it was Chamber of Commerce weather the entire trip. We seem to return to Disney every year because their usual bend-over-backwards service always makes for a lovely and relaxing vacation.

One of the perks to staying on Disney property is use of their transporation and we had ventured out to the bus stop one afternoon with plans to visit one of the parks. Our bus pulled up and we waited to board along with another couple and a man. However, we could not immediately embark due a male and female blocking the entry as they stood near the driver giving him six kinds of hell. From what we could glean from all the ruckus, was the bus load of people thought they were going to the Beach Club resort. We noticed the bus was marked Blizzard Beach/Hollywood Studios when we boarded.

Finally, the couple took their seats and allowed us all to board. The acrimony aboard the bus continued at a dull roar, so our driver (whom we learned was named George) asked the passengers if anyone wanted to go to Blizzard Beach Water Park, and no one did. He then asked all of us new passengers if we would mind if he diverted to the Beach Club resort and we all agreed because the vibe on the bus was becoming toxic.

TJ, the other gentlemen who had boarded with us, and I were talking among ourselves about just how ridiculous some of these people were being. Two women and one man were actually shouting taunts at poor George! Surely, we thought the biggest cry-babies would simmer down once George announced he would be going directly to the Beach Club. Not the case though, because one pernicious woman, who seemed to be the instigator, was on her cell phone demanding to speak to the Disney transportation manager. This situation had by-passed pathetic and was now something quite serious because the instigator's cohort was now on the phone telling wild lies to whom I could only assume was someone from transportation. This nefarious bee-aach was telling whomever that George had made stops at Animal Kingdom Park (lie), Blizzard Beach (lie), and Hollywood Studios Park (lie). Mercifully, we did arrive at Beach Club, and put these spoiled brats out. The three biggest miscreants continued to shout insults at George as the departed.

TJ and the other gentleman made their own calls to the transportation department to defend George, who had maintained his professionalism by not responding to the insults, and then immediately solved the problem by taking the non-readers to the correct location. It has been a long time since I have seen so many people, in one place, who were in such dire need of a Red Bull and Vodka!