7. Disney World

When I worked at Walt Disney World in the early 1990s, my roommate worked at the Contemporary. They had a family request a specific room layout, and the only one left was on the Concierge floor, normally reserved for business guests and off-limits to kids. Concierge has a special lounge area with couches and chairs. The dad was sitting in the lounge reading a paper, and his daughter was jumping around the room, couch to chair to couch. The girl at the Concierge desk went over and asked him to please ask his daughter not to jump on the furniture, because she might fall and get hurt. He flips out on her, yelling, “Who do you think you are, telling me how to raise my kid!” As he’s screaming at the Concierge, the little girl misses a couch, falls, and lands on the $18,000 cut-glass “Little Mermaid” coffee table, breaking it. The guy grabs the crying child by the arm, says, “I TOLD you not to jump around like that!” and walks away.

8. Big head boy

I worked at an amusement park in the kiddie ride section one summer when I was 16 years old. I was working these little motorcycles that basically just go around in a circle like a merry-go-round. Well, the seat belt was a chain that you would latch into itself.

Anyways, this kid starts crying cause he wants to get off so I let him off, go around and check all the other chains again (like we were drilled in training to do) and proceed to start the ride.

Well some dip shit decides he wants to unlatch his chain and then his (I would have to assume) 50 pound head causes him to just tip right off the bike. Well his parents start screaming at me. And I mean SCREAMING at me….the kid wasn’t even crying or anything and I ended up being told I had to take drug tests and fill out all these reports and shit so I said fuck it. (Not because of the drug tests, rather the hassle of suspension and all that shit)

So I go in the next day, quit, and just walk in and play in the park all day in uniform.