Well, as I’m going to Disneyland in a few weeks, and have heard some hilarious stories on this board about their experiences at different parks, I decided to make a thread about it, in hope to hear more, especially from employees at the park.
My personal favorite is rather moronic, but I think it taught a person a lesson. At Oaks Park, there’s this Ferris Wheel thingie with these weird Squirrel cages instead of normal cars, so you could go upside-down while on this thing. I went on it with a particularly enthusiastic friend, and had my first brush with motion sickness. After the ride, I lurched over the bench to rest. Of course, the operator of the Sea Dragon decided to take this opportunity to try and goad us into going on HIS ride. After a little bit of this, I was finally dragged on. Of course, as soon as it was over, I vomited all over the thing. I rather doubt that the ride operator ever tried THIS tactic again.
So, any experiences of your own? Do tell!
Ahem. As a former carny, I can tell you that cleaning up puke and pee on a ride is NOT a fun thing, although I did get a slightly not-quite-sadistic enjoyment from watching the kids wander in unsteady circles after getting off the ride.
I ran a kiddie “spin & puke” (central post with six sweeps, each ending in a tub seating four children (2 front, 2 back), and 24 little 75 decibel buzzers, one for each tyke). And I was usually set up far enough from the pizza stand that the kids would be finished by the time they got to me.
To this day, I hate the look and smell of pepperoni.
Ick ick ick. I wasn’t being sadistic towards ALL operators, just the ones that seem to REALLY REALLY like getting people to go on their rides, or play their booths.
Years ago, my nephew and I were in line to go on the Rotor (you know, the thing that spins around and the floor drops out and you’re sticking to the wall?). When we were one people-load away from the front, we heard shrieking and caterwauling from inside, like someone was being tortured. The operators didn’t let us on because the hysterics were due to someone having thrown up. Well, we didn’t want to hang around until they’d cleaned up, so we moved on, grumbling to each other that “I’D never get sick on a ride!” “Yeah, and if I did, I wouldn’t SCREAM about it!” When we told her, my mom speculated that the screaming person and the vomiting person might have been two different individuals. :eek:
The local park, closed now, had an indoor ride. I can’t remember the name. Large center post with four arms, each arm had a post with four arms that held the cars. Think it was caled the “Scrambler.” After every one was loaded and locked in, the lights would go out, the ride was started, then a light show happened. Great fun. Strobes, mirrored balls, colored spots.
Motion sickness and sensory overload.
I forgot to mention the loud music.
Miss that ride.
One day some moron decided he did not like the car he was in and wanted to sit with friends, so he tried changing cars.
With the ride in motion.
R.I.P.:smack:
Local Darwin winner