Thursday, June 7, 2018

Carnival Pride - Day 7 - Sea Day (Part 2)

The crowd cleared out but we opted to stay since it was near the theater. We expected a huge crowd wanting to get in for tonight's final Lip Sync Battle moment and decided to forgo dinner in the dining room in order to be at the theater early. With 90 minutes to kill and now officially being after 5PM, I ran back to the room to get my free drink certificate. I was a little concerned that it specifically listed soft drinks, coffee, wine, and beers but not the blended drink I'd planned to get. I first went into the Red Frog Pub where the karaoke we'd been listening to for the first part of our wait had just broken up but the bartender up and walked away as I approached. My next stop was the casino bar where the bartender had to ask about how to ring up the certificate and made a big show of proving I was the person listed before he'd make my requested mudslide. I had to sign a $0 total receipt before receiving my drink. The drink wasn't quite as good as I've had it on other lines but I appreciated that it wasn't super strong either. 
Kind of missing the mud in my mudslide. A certain someone told me she'd get her 1 alcoholic drink at the same time as I cashed in my certificate. Notice how many glasses are sitting here? She did help herself to that little cherry garnish though.
By the time I'd been waited on and went through this process to get my drink, people were starting to line up at the closed theater doors so I returned to Joni and said let's get in line too. The two final contestants, Anthony and Sujeta, wandered by and chatted before the doors opened 30 minutes before the scheduled start of the show. As the line grew behind us, we heard several people talk about saving spots for people who were still in the dining room or that they'd left their meal early to get here. I heard someone mention they'd had the old alligator fritters on tonight's menu. Funny to see that still on the menu since I recall trying them when Carnival included a "Didja ever?" crazy food option on their menus.


Once the doors opened, we picked lower level seats in the middle of the middle section to get the best view. This was my first time seeing Lip Sync Battle on a Carnival ship. I've seen many episodes of the TV show. Both contestants did a great job with their regular and costumed performances with the back up dancers. 


The "surprise" performances by Leigh and Blake were hilarious. 


The kids club members who came up during what on TV would have been a commercial break to do their own group lip sync was cute. Audience cheers declared the winner just like on the TV show and Sujeta won the famous belt. 

Upon announcing the winner, confetti cannons were shot out from the sound booth area above the lower level and I ended up with the foam stopper falling directly into my lap as the confetti rained down. Took me an extra second to figure out why confetti would land with such a direct thud.

Since we'd skipped dinner in the dining room, we headed back to the buffet. I now wanted to try the deli sandwiches and walked up to the counter where there was no line. For a while I thought I was getting ignored by the one crew member standing behind the counter working on a slicer. He eventually told me that someone else would have to come from the back to take my order. So I continued to stand there waiting. As I stood there, I watched not only him keep looking back at me but also a few crew members from the back peek out the door and ignore me. I would think at the very least the first guy would stick his head in the door and tell someone they had someone waiting. I finally couldn't stand it anymore and walked away to get pizza. The pizza wasn't very good, possibly due to my appetite dwindling from being annoyed, but when I walked past the deli again there was finally crew out to serve the line that had formed. I recognized at least one of them as one who'd peeked out when I was waiting and refused to come out.

Since I had the internet package I took to Twitter to share my bad service report with Carnival. I made a point of mentioning that it was my last night onboard and tagged them in my tweet. I sat there for the longest time rewording and rethinking what to say before sending that tweet so that I could say something level headed, calm, and professional sounding. I've read too many complaints shared by John Heald of the weirdest and immature entitled comments cruisers send in. Wasn't until I sat there at breakfast waiting for our disembark number to be called the next morning did they respond. Their response: "I do apologize, if you like, please DM us your stateroom number and we can email the ship and have someone speak with you." Not that I expected anything for the inconvenience in the first place but what good would sending my stateroom number so they can email and send someone to speak with me going to do when I'm literally at this point sitting here waiting to disembark? I composed a tweet politely explaining that point and sent it only to realize upon returning home that it never went through.

Once we'd both had enough of the dinner we could salvage from the already half closed buffet, we headed back to the cabin to pack and put our suitcases out in the hallway.

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