Being polite at Disneyland

I love going to Disneyland with my friends because things like this always seem to happen:

Scene: Luke, Allison, and Erl in long ass line for India Jones Adventure. Man, Lady, and Child just behind them in line.

Man In very loud booming voice, pointing somewhere into the line: Hey look! There's Cole! Hey Cole. Woo Buddy!

Lady: Uncle Cole! HEY UNCLE COOOOOLE!

Child: UNCLE COLE! He can't hear us Daddy.

Loud Man: COOOOLE! YO COLE!

Shrill Lady: Uncle COOOOLE! Hey! UNCLE COOOOLE!

Luke To obnoxious family: You all can go ahead in line. No one will mind.

Annoying Man: Oh no we don't want to cut.

Luke As polite as he can be: No really I promise you no one will care. Please, go. Go to Uncle Cole.

Allison and Erl trying to hide behind Luke because they've started to laugh.

Embarrassed Man: No no no. It's alright.

Luke: I promise no one will mind. Go to Uncle Cole.

Vexed Man: You don't have to promise me anything. We just wanted to get his attention.

Luke: Ok. Alright.

15 minutes pass, the line has moved 15 feet

Cole To the Obnoxio family: Hey there! We heard you calling and decided to wait for you all.

Erl In an exasperated whisper: What the hell!? That was the exact opposite of what needed to happen.

Allison: It's ok, look at that woman over there. She's wearing a blinking Christmas tree on her head.

Luke: Why didn't they just go to Uncle Cole? Goddam humans.



Sweet Baby Jesus, Bless Disneyland.