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i'll keep this short as possible, unless anyone wants more details. i went to Disneyland with my wife, and two of my friends, Jorge and Marcel. we spent about 4 hours looking at stuff, going on rides, hangin' out... we decided to get lunch in "Downtown Disney" which is actually outside the park. no problems so far, everything is going smooth. HOWEVER, when we try to re-enter the park with our handstamps, one lady is giving me a hard time. she wants to know where my original ticket is. i tell her my wife has my ticket in her purse, and she's back in D.town Disney taking pictures and shopping. i then proceed to point out that my hand is stamped (why the hell ELSE would you need one?!), so i shouldn't have to have my ticket with me. while i'm bickering with this lady, her coworker sidles up, and asks my friend about his belt.
his belt is black leather. it has faux bullets attached to it (like bikers wear -- i'm sure you've all seen these). they are completely non-functional, and for the most part, they "don't even look real". she asks us, "don't you remember what happened on September 11th?" well, you can imagine it took all of my composure to not scream in her face, "I remember! don't YOU? were there guns, skank? NO, THE TERRORISTS USED BOX-CUTTERS you wretched bleeding-heart trash-sandwich!!" but i didn't. she tells us that some people "might be offended" by the bullets, and that they may cause others to be "nervous". security comes over, and gets involved. the head of security is actually being reasonable, and explains that he has to back up the other employee's decision to not allow the belt back in the park. soooo, after much low-voiced bickering and argument, security promised to have Guest Service rent a locker for us, so we could stow the belt. my friend points out that the bullets come off, and that he'll just take them off and stow those, so he can still wear the belt. security agrees.
Guest Service was very nice and lead us to the locker. they then replaced our "fast passes" which had expired since we wasted so much time arguing about the belt. they also gave us a free "front of the line" pass to Splash Mountain, for our trouble (that was cool!). the rest of the day went smooth.
okay, okay, so you all want the punchline, right? here ya go: all four of us (my wife, myself, Jorge, AND Marcel) were carrying knives with us, for the entire duration of our visit. we never hid them, and a couple of them were in plain view. so we stowed fake bullets in a locker in order to avoid upsetting anyone, and proceeded to strut around the park with 12" of razor-sharp terrorist-grade
steel amongst the four of us. beautiful.
abe m.
his belt is black leather. it has faux bullets attached to it (like bikers wear -- i'm sure you've all seen these). they are completely non-functional, and for the most part, they "don't even look real". she asks us, "don't you remember what happened on September 11th?" well, you can imagine it took all of my composure to not scream in her face, "I remember! don't YOU? were there guns, skank? NO, THE TERRORISTS USED BOX-CUTTERS you wretched bleeding-heart trash-sandwich!!" but i didn't. she tells us that some people "might be offended" by the bullets, and that they may cause others to be "nervous". security comes over, and gets involved. the head of security is actually being reasonable, and explains that he has to back up the other employee's decision to not allow the belt back in the park. soooo, after much low-voiced bickering and argument, security promised to have Guest Service rent a locker for us, so we could stow the belt. my friend points out that the bullets come off, and that he'll just take them off and stow those, so he can still wear the belt. security agrees.
Guest Service was very nice and lead us to the locker. they then replaced our "fast passes" which had expired since we wasted so much time arguing about the belt. they also gave us a free "front of the line" pass to Splash Mountain, for our trouble (that was cool!). the rest of the day went smooth.
okay, okay, so you all want the punchline, right? here ya go: all four of us (my wife, myself, Jorge, AND Marcel) were carrying knives with us, for the entire duration of our visit. we never hid them, and a couple of them were in plain view. so we stowed fake bullets in a locker in order to avoid upsetting anyone, and proceeded to strut around the park with 12" of razor-sharp terrorist-grade

abe m.