I’m not a huge history buff, but I seem to remember that when Spanish explorer Ponce de Leon first set foot on the land that would eventually become Florida, his daughters ran off the ship behind him and immediately began arguing:
I called the big room.
She ALWAYS gets the big room!
No, I always have to sleep with someone who pees on me.
Daaaaad! She ALWAYS gets the big room.
She’s lying and she knows it!
Take it! It’s a stupid, weird, tiny room anyway! And why is there no golf cart?!
Ponce: Oh mi! Las niñas estan locas!!
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