Mayan "Mis-Adventure"

When my Mom and Hannah came out to Utah, I thought it would be fun to go to the Mayan. Now I've been their once before and although the food wasn't that great yet still overpriced, it is such a fun atmosphere and it reminds be of Disney how spectacular it is decorated. The first time I went we got an awesome seat on the ground level, right in front of the divers, and I thought it would be a fun place to take Mom and Hannah.

It made the most sense to go to the Mayan on our way home from Lagoon. So although we were tired we were up to one more adventure for the day.
I tried to make reservations but they were booked for the evening. We were told to come in anyway and we wouldn't have more than a fifteen to twenty minute wait. We wanted to sit ground level by the diving pool, but nothing was available. We were assured there were no bad seats in the house.
We arrived and were seated within minutes. So far so good. Only problem we were as far from the divers as we could get and we could only see them if we stood up and turned around. Not at all like the seating of my first experience but I was trying to get over it.

Just our luck, we had a brand new waiter to serve us. It wouldn't have been quite so bad, but he reminded us repeatedly how new, how bad and how forgetful he was. We placed our order. Eventually he brought out chips and salsa, returned with our drinks and that's when it really got interesting. Long story short, he dumped a large glass of ice water on my Mom and she was drenched from head to toe! Hannah who sat next to Mom was pretty wet too. He profusely apologized, went to get them towels (which were so tiny they didn't do much good). Our chips and salsa were drenched, and Hannah and Mom were freezing, but we were hoping we'd at least get a free dessert, maybe even a free meal. Nothing, Nada. We had to remind him to bring us new chips and salsa, our food was cold and then he had the audacity to make a comment about leaving a big tip. Although I'm pretty sure he was kidding, he should have kept his mouth shut.
We really wanted to talk to a manager, but then we started picturing the wife and baby he may or may not have at home. We decided we didn't want to get him in trouble. He seemed like a nice guy, just not a very good waiter. Believe it or not Mom still gave him a 20% tip. Her conscience wouldn't allow her to do any less.

We need to learn not to have such big expectations. We did however add to our list of memories and laughs.