Drunk Custy Encounters At The Magic Kingdom

First off, I'm currently broadcasting from outside of the sunshine state, visiting family! Horray for paid vacation!

Secondly, I've been outside the kingdom for a while. As I like to do on an annual basis, I have once again volunteered to work at the Community of Tomorrow for one of the festivals. This festival is for foodies, and features a lot of different food and alcohol offerings. As in the past, I've always had a lot of fun working at the festival. The guests are genuinely good-natured (or intoxicated enough to be so, depending on the time of day), and everyone has a pretty good time.

UNTIL, THIS PAST SATURDAY.

We got a break of good weather in the area, and since no one had to work or go to school, we got SLAMMED. The number I heard was that we had at least sixty THOUSAND people in the park.

We didn't have a let up in our lines until 8 pm or so. To put that in perspective, our food kiosks open at 11 a.m. Yeah, we had 9 hours of crazy busy times, and I came in at 9:30 that morning to open my country. The worst part was that the park stayed open an hour later than usual that night, so
people took a bit of, well, liberty with the amount of alcohol they consumed.

See, the problem with that is this: Our state has an interesting note on our liquor service laws. If you are deemed visibly intoxicated, neither your nor anyone in your party can be served. As such, we constantly have to take and "flag" people and their group and they are no longer served alcohol for a while.

Last saturday, we had to CONSTANTLY stop serving people starting at about 8:30. Since we weren't that busy, I took it upon myself to make judgment calls on people. Some were interesting: one lady who walked by couldn't walk a  straight line, almost fell on me, and slurringly called me sexy as her friend pulled her away to, hopefully, go back to their hotel. One lady we called out, it was her friend that was intoxicated, and after we explained the reasoning, she said "Oh, I didn't know that," and calmly walked off.

There was, however, one bad apple. We'll call him FD for Fratboy Douche. You know the type:
the late twenty to early thirty somethings who still think they're in college and drink like they're at a kegger? Yeah, well him and a few friends had a decent sized party going around the circle.

When they got to my stand, I kept on eye out and both FD and a female companion were staggering decently bad. So, I called 'em out on it. We refused service to his friend and he walked off and he started loudly complaining. I went to go call ahead to the other booths in his kiosk, when he figured out that if he went back, maybe they wouldn't call him for being drunk or for his friend being drunk! So he gets back in line, me watching him the whole way. Sure enough, he goes up to the cashier and tries to order beer! So, I made my head signal to the cashier not to serve him and moved over to a nearby supervisor to touch base with him in case security was needed.

I hear him walking away, plainly stating "I almost started a fight with some dude in white pants."

My supervisor and I got tabs on him and he wound up being followed by our manager. I don't
know what came of that, and I honestly don't care. What I did find out was that the reason he had "almost gotten into a fight" is because my coworker who was actually serving the beer wound up sticking his head out of the booth and telling the guy off because he started getting belligerent with the cashier girl after she wouldn't serve her. *eye roll*

Oh well. Thankfully I've been enjoying my full week off visiting family and such. Mrs. MM and
SpawnOfMM are both in tow and they've been having a blast. Until next time, have a magical
day RHU!

--MouseMastered

Comments

[cashierslave]

wow! Looks like I'm in for a treat....I'm doing the college program there soon...any advice?

[MouseMastered]

inb4latereplyislate: Have fun with it. Try not to call out too much. Pray you don't get put in PAC. They seem to get the worst of it when it comes to douchey guests.