Going through some old emails over the weekend, I found this one to my office staff. I wrote it roughly 10 years ago, during a family trip to Disneyland.
While waiting to get in this morning we passed a lady yelling at a
park employee outside a ticket booth. She was quite upset
that the "special Disneyland admissions" she'd bought for a few $100 bills wasn't
going to get her into the park. Or anywhere.
Lady: "I demand you honor these tickets! They say they're official tickets, and I paid good money for them."
Employee: "Ma'am, I'm sorry, but these aren't tickets. Did you get them at your hotel desk?"
Lady: "NO! The desk was ridiculously expensive. These were much cheaper.
I got them from a man selling them at the bus stop in front of my
hotel."
Employee: "I think you've been scammed. I can call the police if you
wish. He wasn't a Disney employee, and these aren't real tickets."
Lady: "Of course they're real! They have a picture of Mickey Mouse on them."
Employee: "Yes, but that doesn't make them real tickets. In fact, that's
a decal of Mickey stuck to them. It looks like they were made on a home
computer."
Lady: "Well, he SAID he was an authorized Disney ticket sales person,
and was wearing a hat with Goofy on it. Why would he lie about
that?"
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She should try them at Universal.
I told her she needed to add Genie+, but would she listen?
"This was clearly printed from Microsoft Word. Real Disneyland tickets are handwritten on loose leaf."
"Man, this sucks. Oh, well, I guess I might as well enjoy some of this 100% pure Peruvian flake cocaine that he sold me."
"If you like, you can go to the Anaheim DMV and wait in line for hours there instead, for free."
Yep. Why in the world would he lie?
"But if you don't let me in, how am I going to redeem this voucher he sold me for dinner at Club 33?"
Karen in embryo
It already worked for the airplane and the hotel.
"Of course this insurance card is real!"
"Why would he lie about that?"
Indeed.
Some folks deserve what befalls them. Unfortunately it will not be a learning experience.
"He also told me that he was secretly a powerful tech billionaire who was undercover selling Disneyland tickets for some reason I didn't quite get, and that he was in love with me and he was going to marry me. So you'd better not make me upset."
PT Barnum did his research.
In Orlando it is Gatorland or nothing at all.
1. Once again, beware the bargain.
2. You get what you pay for.
3. If it sounds too good to be true, it isn't.
"If I can't even get into the parks, then what's the point of this timeshare contract I just bought from him?"
"But this rodent he sold me is Mickey, right?"
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