Turns out, Disney is Virgo, too.In fact, when I called to make our dinner reservations like the book suggested, I was told (politely) that I was about three months too late.
Six months?! Who books dinner reservations six months in advance?“The smart people,” answered Cailey, the Mousecation Specialist. “Most people, you know, when they call, they go ahead and set up all their restaurant reservations right then. But even though it is super-close to now, I’ll see what I can do for you.”
November is apparently super-close to now.I could hear Cailey typing furiously at her magic keyboard. Click-click-clickety.
“Let me check here … hmm. You wanted to go to Pluto’s Paradise Pavilion? Yes, looks like I can definitely get you in there for dinner at 10:45 PM. Shall I book it?”“Wait, 10:45?” I gasped, choking on popcorn. “At night? On a Tuesday?!”
“Or if you’d rather eat a little later, I also have an 11:15 PM slot still open,” she replied cheerfully.“I have kids,” I whimpered. “So there is nothing around 6 or 7, then?”
I thought I heard suppressed giggles, but then Cailey calmly explained that it was just static on the line.“Maybe we should focus on lunch reservations instead?” I offered wearily, picking stray popcorn kernels off the pages of my useless Disney guide book.
“Sure!” she chirped. “How about Daisy’s Dining Adventure at 3:30 PM?”“Cailey,” I said as nicely as I could, “does 3:30 sound like an acceptable time for lunch to you?”
“No, you’re right … let me book you at 10:15 AM instead.” More typing. Clickety-click.“I’m sorry, we can’t eat lunch that early.” I tried hard not to let my frustration show. I wanted to be that organized person that calls six months ahead instead of the wannabe who calls only three months ahead and is still expecting to eat something at a normal hour.
“Cailey, are you telling me that I cannot eat at a normal hour when I get to Disney?”“Ma’am, no! That is not what I am saying at all. Sometimes people cancel. Or die.”
Silence.“Well, what should I do in case that does not happen?”
More typing. Clack. Clickety. Click-click.“I know!” squealed Cailey. “I can change your entire reservation! We will just move your stay to another week.”
Why had I not thought of this before? It was the perfect solution. If I just booked the first week of December instead of November, I would not have this problem.“Okay, Cailey. Let’s do it. Let’s change the whole reservation.” I felt immense gratitude to Cailey for setting me straight.
“Ma’am, I can get you in on March 30, of next year. And then you can have dinner at 9:30 and lunch at 2.”Or I can just smuggle in some popcorn.