The Millionaires

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“C’mon – let’s go!” Joey shouted as she punched her horn, honking wildly at the blue Lincoln Town Car with the “GRNDPA7” personalized license plate. Trapped in the enormous line of rental cars and overstocked minivans that were slowly filing into the Walt Disney World parking lot, Joey was ready to rip the steering wheel from the dashboard. “Yes – you! Pump the gas and pull your rolling boat into Dopey 110! Just follow the other cars! Dopey 110!”

“Are you not enjoying your Disney experience?” Noreen asked in her ear.

“Finally!” Joey announced as she reached the front of the line. She was about to hit the gas, but a Disney employee with a Day-Glo yellow vest was blocking the road and waving her to the left like an airline runway guide.

“All vehicles to the left, ma’am,” he called out as nice as possible.

Joey stopped short, refusing to turn. “I need to get to the front gate!” she called out.

“All vehicles to the left,” he repeated.

Joey still didn’t move. “Didn’t you hear what I-?”

Within seconds, two other employees approached her window. “Is there a problem, ma’am?”

“I need to get to the front gate. Now!”

“Y’know our trams run every few minutes…” the shorter employee pointed out.

“I’m sorry, ma’am,” the other employee added. “But unless you have a handicapped sticker, you’ll have to park right here like everyone el-”

Joey pulled her dad’s badge and rammed it in his face. “You know what this means, Walt? It means I’m not parking in Dopey 110!”

Silently, the two employees backed away from the car and motioned for the man in the yellow vest to step aside. Without a word, Joey slammed the gas and sped for the front gates of the Magic Kingdom.