[innerSpaceman]

As all you DL regulars probably know, the Matterhorn Bobsleds is the fastest loading attraction in the Park. I don't even mind that, decades ago, they joined two bobsleds together in a train that now looks nothing like a bobsled ... because the ride loads so damn fast that I will queue up even if the lines for both tracks meet at the back of the mountain!

In order to maintain this fast load state, the CMs who load the vehicles must be top notch and know what the hell they are doing. They must know their job, or they should not be working the Matterhorn. This is a tale of one young lady who should NOT be working the Matterhorn.

At this point in the evening, around 10:30 p.m., our swanky crew was down to Nine. There are four sections in a bobsled train, for a total of eight sections in the two bobsled trains that are loaded simultaneously at the station. As only two of our crew were going to ride together all cuddly and tight (me and my sweety, zapppop - - who kindly gives me a reach around on the dark lift every time) and the rest were going to ride separately, eight sections were going to be used in total. 1) Zapppop and me; 2) Euro; 3) Not Afraid; 4) Matterhorny Laurie (not a poster on these boards); 5) Prudence; 6) BunnyTravolta; 7) S.Maniac; and 8) lindyhop. Nine people with 2 of them pairing and the rest separate fill two bobsled trains completely. But the CM simply would not comprehend this.

We tried and tried to make her understand, we politely and patiently explained the configuration of bobsleds on her attraction and how we, the guests, would precisely fit into two bobsled trains. She would not get it, and she was pretty darn rude about it.

She had us line up in such a way that we would be riding in bobsleds with other, unknown guests. Uh-uh, no. I let a bobsled be dispatched to the ride half full because I would not board. The CM chastised us, and I again explained to her how nine people, with 1 pairing, fit precisely into 2 bobsled trains - all by themselves - with no room for other guests. Ugh.

But the beeyotch, unbeknownst to me at the time, went to the back of our group and insisted that Pru and Bunny cram together into one bobsled section, and she sent the two trains out with one section completely empty - while two of our party were crammed in so tight they could not breathe.

And, as it turns out, crammed in so tight that BunnyTravolta hurt his knees pretty badly. Again, I wish I'd known that at the time so I could have gotten Beeyotch's name.

'Cause when NA and I went back a few minutes later, after learning about the injury, Beeyotch was nowhere to be found. We asked her fellow CMs about her, we summoned a lead and asked about her. The lead said she had likely gone out on break (too much of a coincidence for me to buy) and refused, flat-out refused, to give us her name.

So it was the lead's name I used in my written complaint at City Hall, only the third CM complaint I have registered in over a quarter century of constant Disneyland attendance.


If I see that Beeyotch at the Matterhorn again, she is going to get quite a mouthful.