"At least I have a truck" doosh

We visited my mom last week with my brother and his kids. It was really fun to spend time with them as they are so freakin' cute, although they did drive Miss Maddie crazy. The one low spot of the trip was our visit to Wild Waters Water Park in Ocala. We thought this would be a fun day in the sun with pools, water slides and other water rides. I should have known we were going to be disappointed when we met the doosh in the truck.

Pulling into the park was a challenge - the line for parking was 35-45 minutes long with the line spilling at least two blocks into the highway. We waited patiently, inching closer to the park. All of a sudden a pick-up speeds by and swoops into the park, just as we turned in. They then tried to pull in front of my Mom and Bill, who didn't let them. She then tried to pull in front of us, and Rob wouldn't let her. She started pointing her finger and yelling, so I rolled down the window and let her know that we waited in line and so could she. She yelled back, I yelled back, closed the window and continued inching into the park.

Rob drove to the entrance to drop me off with the kids so he could go park. The truck followed us and the white trash driving starts yelling at us that we have anger management problems. I replied something to the effect that, "whoa, you are tough like a man in your pick-up truck." She responds, "at least I have a truck." Seriously? Saving up for the down payment for a chevy pick-up truck is your life's goal? We all know that the payment probably caused her to default on the rent on her double-wide. She then proceeded to yell at Rob and tell him that she wasn't afraid of him (she should have been), and then started yelling at my brother too. What a whack job. My only regret is that I didn't take a photo so you could see what the nut case looked like.

Fast forward a half hour - the screaming has stopped, the doosh with a truck is in the park, as are we. I am taking my niece to the bathroom (mind you it is 11am) and who do I see coming out of the bar (in the water park.)? Yup, the doosh.  Note she had no kids with her. Who goes to a rundown water park alone, to drink?

Unfortunately this experience was indicative of the day. Wild Waters is a dump, most of the rides were closed, the teenagers running the place were unsupervised, and we left after long. As my brother said, if you have tattoos before you turn 13, you'll be right at home there.