The Hartwells vs theTravelling Wilburys

So today we went to Wet and Wild for a much needed break.  Firstborn managed to get a day off, which is a rarity so we decided to make the most of it.  We hired a cabana (a little pricey, but SO worth it, plus we all chipped in) so that we could guarantee a table, chairs and some shade for the hottest part of the day.   Lunchtime arrives, and we go off to get some food, send the boys back to the table, while FF and I queue for drinks.  As we make our way back, Second son comes flying up and tells us that someone has moved into our cabana, and all our stuff is been taken to the security office.  I seriously couldn't make this shit up.  Sure enough, we get back to the table, there's a guy in uniform and a park hostess chickie, manhandling all our stuff while Firstborn is staging a sit in on a plastic chair. The two people who had moved in were not impressed, even when it was proved that Yes, we had paid the pricey cabana hire fee and we weren't a bunch of random gypsies looking to cop a squat in their 'reserved' area.  The funniest bit was when the woman kept repeating "but we reserved it", like it was some sort of magic catchphrase. We explained that we had reserved it too, and there was obviously some sort of double booking problem, but she was having none of it.  Fortunately, the security guy, who had been putting all our stuff back (complete with directions from second son about where everything should go, lol) managed to get them to leave before Firstborn challenged them to Rock-Paper-Scissors-Lizard-Spock.   And we all lived happily ever after.  Except for the double booking people.  They were pissed.