I’m at the amusement park with my family. My mom and a few of my family members decide to sit this ride out since they’re not a huge fan of water rides, so my two little sisters, my cousin, my best friend, and I decide to ride the Water Rapids. The line for the ride is around an hour or so long, and we think it won’t be too bad since wait times at amusement parks tend to be overestimated to give guests buffer time.
We get in line, and around five minutes in, one guy decides to go ahead of the line because a group of his friends went ahead and saved the spot in line for the rest of their group. As he passes by the family of four in front of us, the mom and dad immediately complain.
Dad: “Hey, you can’t do that, man. That’s unfair.”
Guy #1: “Oh, no, my friends went ahead of the line for me, so I’m just meeting them.”
And he proceeds to bolt past them.
The mom and dad shake their heads and go back to talking to their kids. Two minutes later, another guy comes past everyone behind us and past us before being stopped by the mom and dad.
Mom: “Hey. No. This is not okay. You need to go to the back of the line.”
Guy #2: “My friends are at the front of the line. We got split up because I needed to use the restroom, so they said they’d go to save me a spot and I could meet up with them.”
Dad: “That’s not fair.”
Mom: “This is not okay. You’re making everyone wait longer now, and my daughter looks like she’s about to pass out from the heat.”
Daughter: *Embarrassed* “Mom, I’m fine.”
The guy tries to get through, and the mom begins to block him like it’s defense in basketball, so he doesn’t go past them in the line. His friend then calls him on his phone.
Guy #2: “Yeah, I’m still in the back of the line. Mr. and Mrs. Jerk here aren’t letting me through.”
My whole family starts laughing, and others around us even let out a laugh, as well.
He ends up standing with us.
Guy #2: “I’m sorry for cutting in front of you.”
Me: “No worries, it’s not a big deal.”
My sisters and everyone else agree with me since we really don’t think it’s something to argue about.
Me: “It’s really fine. I feel like everyone saves a spot in line when you have a big group at the amusement parks.”
The mom then turns around and looks at me.
Mom: “Oh, so you think it’s okay to cut people in line?”
I get heated because it wasn’t a conversation I was trying to have with her.
Me: “One, I wasn’t talking to you, and two, don’t tell me you’ve never cut anyone else in line in your entire life.”
Mom: “See, this is what’s wrong with this generation; they don’t know right from wrong.”
My sisters, who are seventeen and sixteen, jump in.
Sister #1: “Okay, I’m sorry, but when did this become a generational issue?”
Sister #2: “If you want to talk about generations, let’s mention how your generation basically left all the f***** up things to our generation to fix.”
Sister #1: “We can keep going if you’d like, because I would love to know who you voted for.”
The mom has no response to what we say, and the guy in line with us just keeps laughing and agreeing with the words we are throwing at her.
Sister #2: “This is about someone that is ‘cutting the line,’ and even if he was cutting, THIS WILL NOT MATTER IN THREE HOURS, LADY.”
The couple stays quiet for the time being.
Five minutes later, we see another group of people cutting the line, and, still heated over all of this, I yell out:
Me: “Oh, my gosh! Look at those people! They’re cutting the line and making it wayyyyy longer for you guys to get to the ride. Are you going to stop them?”
We get no response from the mom and dad, and we just sigh, finding it ridiculous how they handled an unnecessary situation.
We finally get to the front of the line, and everyone is able to go with their groups and ride the ride. At the end of the ride, the family’s boat is next to ours, and my little sister ends the whole ride experience with:
Sister #2: “SO, DID YOU GUYS ENJOY THE RIDE?”