The Jerk in Disneyland

It was the first Saturday of January when we decided to go to Disneyland. We figured it would be our last trip since Danielle and I would soon be going back to school. It started out hassle-free and happy, although crowded as usual. We went to all of my daughter's favorite rides and patiently waited for the parade of disney characters.

Looking at the schedule, I instintively noted the time of when the fireworks display would be held. It would be at 9:30 pm. We've seen the fireworks so many times but not from a very good view. It would have been best viewed in front of the Disney castle, the spot we always fail to get since we've noticed that people start saving seats 2 hours prior to the show. And so I duly noted that at about 8pm I would find a perfect and comfortable spot for us to nest. I was surpise to find that the benches were all taken and that people were already on the ground. So there we were getting ourselves comfy on our little piece of space and loving our view so far. Just to get a mental image of our seating arrangement, we were seated in front of a little garden which was guarded by a little metal fence, a lampost which was also near the fence served as a wall for us to lean on.

Half an hour to the main event, this white guy in his mid-20's sits on that metal fence in front of us blocking our whole entire view! My husband and I instantly looked at each other and started to talk about what the hell that guy is doing there in tagalog. The guy was just sitting there as if nothing happened and that it was perfectly normal for him to sit on a freaking fence. I couldn't hold my tongue any longer and said "Excuse me...that's our space." And you know what the jerk replied? He said "You own this lampost?" He said it in a very calm but mildly sarcastic tone. Then I was like "No...but this is our space". It was a very firm and louder than usual tone. I could now see the couple next to us and the family on our left looking because of the fuss. The jerk proceeded and said "I'm just gonna sit down and rest". And I said OK and turned my back at him. As I did, I felt my body literally shaking from anger because I could not believe how rude someone could be in the happiest place on earth. No one is stupid enough to think that the little space in front of us could still be occupied by a medium built adult. In short pinilit niya ang sarili niya in a very small spot and worst of all blocked my family's view of the whole thing. 10 minutes to go before the show, hindi parin umaalis ang bastos. My daughter was then asking questions about why that man is sitting in front of us and that why mommy was mad. My husband started a conversation with her and told her that the guy was only there to rest and that right before the show starts he would go away. In other words nagparinig na siya. He pretended to talk to our daughter but at the same time letting the guy know that we was expected to get the hell away from our view because we have been saving our spot for hours.

That whole time he was sitting there, someone whom he claimed as his dad kept coming back and forth. They exchange petty chats which they intended for us to hear about how they could get a good seat. He even told him that the fireworks was canceled. They were still chatting when I heard, "Someone owns this post".My ears perked up when I heard this and so I tried to look at him straight in the eye but apparently he was a coward. I haven't felt so brave and so bitchy in all my life. He could not even look at me. I didn't want to reply on what he just said because the whole thing would have been prolonged. And it was clear that he was a big jerk plus he would also be blocking several people seated behind us. You know what I did, I put my daughter on my lap and prepared to watch the show since it was less than 5 minutes away. As we did, all we could see was his hairy legs because as I have said he was blocking our view. Yung legs niya naging view namin since we were seated on the ground and he was on the fence. We just stared at him until he left. He did leave right after the announcer introduced the start of "Remember...Dreams Come True" Fireworks Spectacular. And I just said "Thank You"sarcastically.

These are one of the very, very and I stress very few times when I confront someone. I could hardly believe myself, my husband either could not believe how I stood up for myself. I hate confrontations, I'm the one who just says hayaan mo na yan he'll get it one day...I don't know what came over me, probably the way he ignited me by asking if I owned the lampost. Bastos talga and dating kasi. But I totally didn't like that feeling at all. It was so overwhelming and it was something I wouldn't want to feel nor experience ever. I also realized that my dad and I had the same way of getting mad. I've seen him before shaking uncontrollably because of anger. I experienced the shaking, and it was very hard to control. But I tried to keep in discreet. I think it was my way of somehow controlling myself from going all out and performing some kind of restraint and maintaining a civilized exchange of words from someone who's rude and inconsiderate. It took a long while since the feeling of pure hatred on that guy subsided. I think it is evident in this post that I am not over it still. But at least the shaking's gone...hehe