We went to Chuck E. Cheese on Sunday to meet Elizabeth, one of Zander's close friends from his old school, and her family.
E and Z wanted to take a turn on a car ride. There were three children in the ride when we arrived. After we waited while those three children went twice, I asked them to get out so Z and E could take a turn. Two of the kids hopped out. A third, older boy stayed.
He then tried to convince me that there was room for him and the two younger children. There probably was room, but it would have been very tight. It was the point anyway.
And let me tell you, this kid did not give up. He kept scooting over saying, "There's room!" He'd look me right in the face and just ignore my requests for him to get out. Actually, I was surprisingly firm and did not make requests -- I told him matter of factly that his turn was over and he was welcome to get back in line if he wanted another. Meanwhile, I'm thinking to myself, "I know nothing about how to deal with this age group!" Finally, he appeared to be getting out, so I lift up Elizabeth and Zander and put them in. Turns out the older boy just hung on the site of the ride the whole time!
P.S. My suggestion for an honest Chuck E. Cheese marketing slogan: Prepping children for casinos and adults for migraines.