I used to work in a parking lot for a year...and believe me, that was a year too long.
When you come to visit Disney World in your own hoopty, all adrenaline to get to the park aside, the part you're not really looking forward to is the Russian Roulette of getting a choice parking spot...or the bottom of the barrel.
Let's be honest, you're already a little more than agitated after dropping $14.00 to park anyway, so you're already under the impression that you get to choose not only where you're gonna park, but downright to how you'll park. For 14 bucks you'll park upside down if you want.
The point is, there is absolutely nothing. worse. than getting to the poor Castmember who has been saddled with the responsibility of dealing with grumpy parking guests, and having to face them when they give you the two finger point to the end of a brand new row that they just began parking.
However, while there is nothing worse than that? There isn't a thing on the face of the planet that is better, than getting to that Castmember and having them escort you to the last available spot of a row they are finishing off.
The clouds open up, the sun shines down upon you and only you as the Hallelujah chorus sounds and a red carpet appears out of nowhere as you roll into your All Star Parking Spot.
Sure, the driver in the car behind you is now cursing as they floor it the 3 mile stretch to the end of the next row...but you can rest easy as you take a few extra lingering seconds in the precious air conditioning of your vehicle while you wait for the tram to get there because being #1 in the parking lot? Means you're just seconds and only a few steps away from the carriage that will take you to the front door of your day's adventure!
AWESOME!
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