Teen Girl (to her mom): “Mom, is this a ride?”
Mom: “Ask the lady.”
Me: “Are you asking if the Great Movie Ride is a ride?”
Teen Girl: “Yeah.”
Me: “It’s a ride.”
Teen Girl (to her mom): “Mom, is this a ride?”
Mom: “Ask the lady.”
Me: “Are you asking if the Great Movie Ride is a ride?”
Teen Girl: “Yeah.”
Me: “It’s a ride.”
*as I get on the vehicle*
So I dreamed last night that I picked up an extra hours shift at the Prime Time Cafe, but they wouldn’t give me a costume so I was there in my Star Tours getup, and I wasn’t there five minutes before a girl cut off her ENTIRE FINGER and no one was paying attention and I was trying to do everything at once and then all of a sudden a giant fell through the roof and through the floor because apparently there was a stage show in the basement so no one batted an eye but I was like ARE WE NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT THAT ALSO HAS ANYONE FOUND THE KID’S FINGER and I was so frazzled and then I woke up and let me tell you that dream made me really tired
Guest sitting on Star Tours, seatbelt fastened: Does this ride move?
So I wear my Elsa name tag pretty much all the time, right? Well, I saw a little girl in an Elsa dress and was like “OMG, your highness, we have the same name!”
I asked her if she wanted to build a snowman and she just smiled, but her mom was like “Tell Elsa ‘let it go’!” and in the sweetest little voice she said “let it go!” And I nearly died!!
*I’m in arrival when a family exits the ride.*
Little Boy: I got to be the rebel spy!
Mom: Yes, you were!
*the tiny little sister frowns ferociously*
Tiny Girl: But I wanna be the rebel pie!
oh parents
who have placed their baby sideways in her stroller
I understand that you are tired
but her legs are dangling over the side and dragging on the ground
at least you realized she was so small that she was about to slip out
so good job on being MacGuyver and placing a backpack in the stroller to keep her from falling on the pavement
A+, parents.
A+.
Tourist: Yes, please, this ET?
Me: *looks up at the Ewok village*
Me: No, sorry, this is Star Tours.
Tourist: Oh. Where ET?
Me: In Universal Studios.
Tourist: *blank stare*
Me: This is Disney’s Hollywood Studios.
Tourist: *blank stare*
Me: They’re two different parks.
Tourist: *mind blown*
Grown Ass Man: Give us front row.
Me: What’s the magic word?
Grown Ass Man: I dunno.
Me: …
*I turn to his kid*
Me: Do you know what the magic word is?
Kid: *shrugs*
Me: Seriously?
Grown Ass Man: Mickey Mouse?
*I wait until they say please before I let them in*
Teenage Girl: We want row five.
Me: What’s the magic word?
Teenage Girl: …cheese?