Water and me

Today it rained. Off and on rain, side-ways rain, rain coming up from the ground, and my favorite, rain that is in one spot but not in another (aka half'n'half). The rain got me a little bit, but stopped when I got my rain gear. A while back when I was standing on house left and needed to help a guest, as soon as I stepped away, the water from the hero's jet ski splashed the area I had previously been standing in. Well today as I was standing next to my coordinator and a fellow co-cast member, I suddenly remembered that incident. As I opened my mouth to tell them, I looked to my right and noticed the bottom of the jet ski facing us and it's tail high in the air. With my ninja-like reflexes, I ducked forward and completely avoided the inevitable spray that came my way. Looking behind me, I was graced with the sight of the other two standing there soaked. It was awesome. After that show, I was putting the rope back in place and getting ready to head back up camera alley when suddenly I hear the clicking sound that alerted me to the fact that the propane let off for the day was about to go off. Again, my ninja reflexes propelled me forward away from danger as the tech guys blew up the last of the propane for the evening burn-off. A little while ago, we were getting out of Steph's car and I was about to brag about how I had narrowly missed wetness and fire all in the same day. Suddenly the sprinklers came on and they spray in a circular radius so it didn't matter where I dodged, I got hit in the back with icy cold water. Steph made fun of me because I did a "gay dance." I kept saying it was gay and dancing in a circle...apparently. Today I found out that the super nice Chinese girl I am making friends with is going to be moved to Honey I shrunk the kids play set. I'm so sad, but at the same time, I'm praying that I get to be trained at the Backlot Tour Water Tank. I hate that her and the other Chinese girl are going to be moved to Honey. They have good English skills and I can't understand why they would spend time training the girls if they weren't going to keep them with us at LMA. I dunno...I told her that I would come visit them, and she told me that I was the only one who was really nice to her, so that made me feel better. It feels good having friends here, because back home no one ever asked me to go do stuff with them and here it's like I'm invited to a party every night. It's a total boost to my ego, but I try really hard not to let it get to my head. I need to finish up some stuff and get to bed. I'll talk to you guys later!

Sleepy, sleepy, sleeeeeeepy

I have come home the past couple of nights just exhausted. Today, I was off and me and Steph went running around to get some stuff done. We went and got groceries, and then at about 4pm I passed out from being so tired. Now then, the new things in my life are: we got a new couch, now have a hitchhiking ghost, and - drum roll please...I am going to be cross trained at the Backlot Tour! I'll hopefully be trained to do the Watertank portion of the attraction where I pretend to be a director and so on, and select volunteers and such. It'll be sweet. As for the hitchhiking ghost, I am now the proud owner of Ezra, the tall skinny one, from the Haunted Mansion. He was originally $130, but ladies and gents, he is now mine mine mine for the mere price of only $30. Yay for damaged goods. His wrist is broken, but it's not incredibly noticeable...and I'm not sure his lighting works, but hey! I got an awesome bargain. Finally, I broke down and we went to eat at Cracker Barrel, because we needed to faux home cooking. Not much has really happened the past couple of days, so you guys haven't missed much. Yesterday was cool though, because I always help the elderly guests to their seats, and this one lady (I overheard her) said that I was so nice. It felt great, and I got two Guest Service cards! One was for helping the guests and the other was for picking up some wet paint signs off stage. I'm a super cast member and people are finally starting to see it...I think. My manager told me that her and the other managers told me that I was doing great and I get to be trained at Backlot Tour instead of the other CP's. The other kids on the college program are all cross-trained in Honey, I shrunk the kids Movie playset adventure, but not me! Hahahahahahaha. Every muscle in my body is really sore today. I have lost a lot of weight and am feeling pretty good about myself right now. Running up and down bleacher steps and sweating a lot and walking tons has been good for me. Tomorrow, we may go to Animal Kingdom and then to MGM to play. We haven't been in a while, and I really want to go. Plus, I want to see the Backlot Tour, because I've only seen it once, but remember the water tank the most. Hopefully, I'll be able to get extra hours there. My roomies and this guy version of me have all told me that I will be really good at the Water Tank. We got two new CP's at my attraction and they're really sweet. The poor kids though, they're so exhausted by the time their breaks come. I know they go home and sleep well. Both of them are girls and they're both from China. It's weird, but being here I have come to really like the Chinese kids more than the Japanese. All the Japanese guys are quiet and keep to themselves and the girls tend to clique together and just be nasty little people. But the Chinese kids...they're all so kind and just thankful to be here that it almost breaks my heart and makes me feel horrible for the way I sometimes feel about my country. And I swear to you, every Chinese kid will smile at you if you even look their way, the Japanese kids just look at you and move on. It's weird how the world sort of smacks you and makes you realize things as they are. I'm so sad about failing the Japanese test, but the more I think about it, the more I realize that it's okay. I don't need the pin and I've tried studying (half-heartedly) it, but I know that my purpose will eventually be shown to me in the future. For the mean time, I can only hope that the Chinese kids make it through their programs. The two kids being trained at LMA are slowly learning, but I think the trainers sometimes forget that they are in a foreign country and using a language that is second to them. But I know the kids will get it. I've also come to realize that they are farther from home than any of the American kids, and are in a foreign country and using a language that is not their native tongue. I have a lot of respect for them. ...I'm really racking my brains for things to tell you guys, because I've been kicking myself for not posting the past couple of nights. And I'm sorry about the last post because for a moment I forgot myself in my own sorrow and frustration. ...But now I have a Haunted Mansion ghost hanging out near my bathroom! So ha! Billy will be so jealous, lol. I'll post a couple of pictures of him here. I will now take some advil and try to chill out for tonight. More than likely, I'll be going to the Food & Wine festival at some point, unfortunately, I will not be drinking around the world, as there will be enough drunkards to fill the moon. Lastly, have a wonderful evening guys. I shall babble to you all later. G'night!


Ezra likes to let you know that the bathroom is that a way.


We're all thumbs here. Hats off to you guys!

Stupidity and how it effects us

I think it's completely pointless for my attraction to even have RESERVED seats for people with special needs and people with wheelchairs. People have no regard for others and they'll sit where they want, and make up the stupidest excuses to stay there, while being nasty about it. Apparently most of the masses have a third grade reading level-but wait, that's being nice. The dumb people obviously didn't actually get past first grade, because you'd think a sign that is red, says RESERVED in all caps and has a wheelchair on it, would be a sign that one should not sit there unless they are in a wheelchair or can't walk up stairs. I mean it's not difficult to interpret. Stupid people, let's hope they don't breed anymore, because we'd all be screwed then. A bunch of illiterate intolerant people running around...oh wait, too late. Okay, I feel a little better. G'night guys.

I honestly and truly dislike my life

Today was absolutely horrible! I freaking woke up at the crack of dawn to deal with crap! I called to test for my Japanese language pin and guess what folks- I freaking failed, twice! I was fine until she asked me about strollers and she used a word I had never heard of and couldn't even find in my dictionary. So, I got upset and she informed me that I needed to learn more vocabulary and she was just a bitch about it. Well after crying and calling my mom to tell her I'm threw with Japanese, mom calmed me down and actually because of her, I'm not giving up on it completely. But afterwards, I calmed down and called back like 30 minutes later and told the lady I was more calm now and would like to try again. She said, "Just because I gave you a new word doesn't mean you're going to pass it." And then she used this completely random sentence and said it so fast I just gave up and cried some more. I wrote to Sensei telling her how I'm a failure and blah blah blah. But writing to Sensei and thinking about what mom said, I'm not about to let some stupid little girl get under my skin because I am an American learning her language and she obviously thinks I'm stupid. I'll show that heifer! Then I had to go to work and rained off and on, and I think that everyone I work with hates me. At least the new Chinese girl I met was really nice to me, but I think it's because she's new and didn't know where to go. I finally snapped at the one lady at work and I just...GRAH!!!!! I think maybe I'm going to watch Heather swim or something. She's my roommate and I just need to clear my head for a while. Stay tuned though for my rant on human stupidity. Later Guys!

Dead tram...

The other day, I forgot to tell you guys, I was riding on the tram to get back to our vehicle, and suddenly the tram powered down. I could feel the vibrations stop and the tram completely lost power and we were all stranded, in the dark, in the Minnie Parking area. We were in Pluto and still had to go through the rest of Minnie, Chip'n'Dale and then make it Pluto 24. The tram dude was just a talkin' then suddenly-it was dark! It was an adventure indeed. It's been rainy the past couple of days. Today was rainy and gloomy. I need to get trained in another area so I can get more than 30 hours because $80 a week isn't enough to live on. I'm thinking about asking to be trained in the Haunted Mansion or the Tower of Terror. I figure that at least I could play a role and truly enjoy it. I've been musing on this for a while now, but I figure I'll go ahead and throw it out there. Why is it, that when it's raining, people don't just go sit in a cafe and wait or hang out in a lobby? Why the hell do they want to sit in the rain to watch a show? And why in the heck do people show up at 4:30 and after if that is the time the show is supposed to start? Why is it they can't arrive a little bit early. Surely, one would know that if a show has started that they wouldn't be allowed in to watch the ending- and why the heck would you? You would have missed what the show is all about. I swear...and yet, I want to do a professional internship. I made a resume the other night with Steph and I have to say that it is actually quite impressive...to me at least. And those of you who know me, will be delighted to know that tomorrow I will call and test for my Japanese Language pin. I hope I pass. I got to drive the pargo today and finally realized that since I don't have my car, I am having vehicle withdrawals. Maybe I'll ask Steph to let me drive her car to work some time. She said I could, but it's not my car. You know that song "Cars"? 'Here in my car, I'm the safest of all..." I love that song. Sometimes I sing it to myself to see what reactions I get from the guests...since there are cars in my attraction. Did I already tell you guys I made it to work a couple of days ago with only like 2 minutes to spare, and that I ran across 2 parking lots and the backstage area to get to my attraction? Yea it was awesome. I was thinking of everyone at the Disney Store the other day, I hope they're all well. I wanted to call them, but I'm sure they're busy and I don't want to make any new people in awe of me. You know, because I'm kind of like a celebrity there, lol I'm just kidding. Work's getting more tolerable and I think I sort of like everyone okay. I actually have to compete with some of the girls I work with because they're manager's pets. They're really nice girls, but I dunno. I just think it's silly to try to talk over them. My roommates and the people we know think I'm funny, so that's all that matters to me. And the guests think I'm pretty funny too, when they're not being tourists. I think maybe I'll call Cory sometime this week so I can see his puppies again. It's weird not having a little furry person running around the house greeting you...and it's lonely not having a pet around either, ^__^. I'm so pumped up about Halloween though. Speaking of which, I finally deleted the footage and will instead take some pictures to put in this blog. Blogs are nothing without photos!!! I'll even take a picture of the outrageously priced Publix that we get our groceries from when we're too tired to make it to Wal-Mart. ...Did I ever mention that they still have Winn-Dixie down here? Well they do. I haven't seen one...but they do. Oh yea, I'm through trying to figure out this magnetism thing I have. Whenever I was off last, we went to Magic Kingdom (same day the tram died) and I decided I wanted to see the Country Bear Jamboree because I've never seen it. Well, we settled in and as I'm watching the show, I feel these two little arms wrap around mine and this little head resting on my arm. I look down at this little boy and he's just smiling away and giggling at the show. A few times I gave his grandmother this "What's your kid doing?" look and she just smiled at me too. Then later on, there was this one little girl who insisted on talking to me and telling me all about her day. I asked Steph if I have this weird castmember phermone that I give off and she said that she wasn't sure exactly what it was, but that kids can sort of sense something about me. So I said "great, my ass is a magnet and I must look like a teddy bear, so that means I'm fat and fuzzy." I give up. As long as I can make other people happy though, I guess it's all good. I was telling my mom about the kids grabbing my ass and stuff and she said it was funny and I said, "No thank you ma'am, I want none of that." Okay guys...I need to get serious and study for a little while tonight. Wish me luck on getting my pin! G'night guys!

Ooooooh yea...

I did forget to tell you guys something that happened the other day at work. I had just got off and this little old woman asked me where security was and I knew she was a guest. She had forgot where she parked and was completely distraught. When she came back out, she told me that security wasn't going to help her and her English wasn't very good. Well, if any of you know me, you know I couldn't leave a person in distress, so I offered to help her find it. Her and her husband told me the make and model and where they were from. I spent like an hour or so, searching the 2 out of the 4 parking lots for their car. The park wasn't packed that day, so only one guest parking lot was full and the cast member lot was too. I searched both of them! We found one car that I am pretty sure was theirs, but finally I couldn't take it anymore so I went back to security to tell them to help this poor old couple who didn't speak hardly any English. When I got to Security, they told me that they had told the woman they would help her and that they thought I was with them! I was going to argue that the idiot guards saw me like three times, walking back and forth through the building! And the whole time I was helping this couple, I told the man to press the alarm on his keys so that we could hear the car, and he wasn't freaking doing it. I felt horrible for leaving them, but I was going to go out after watching Fantasmic! Today's day was tolerable. I got to drive the pargo and that always makes my day, because for some reason it makes me feel important. I think I may try out for Studio News. I'd get to host the park's news channel for a day and they'd replay the clip for the whole week on the Studio News 95 channel. It's a thing only for cast members that tells them about other people accomplishments, scheduled parties, and just lots of information for cast members. I picked the Dream Family again today and they were awesome. It has to be a family of four and you wouldn't believe how hard it is sometimes to pick a freaking family of four! But I did it. Last night, I went to Epcot to wait for Steph (actually I spent like 6-7 hours at the park) and we were going to go out to another party at the Ale House, but I just didn't feel very good so we ended up coming home and I went straight to bed. I've just been so tired lately. I bought a Japanese grammar book last night so that I have something to help me study along so I can keep up with my Japanese. I also need to get some postcards sent out. There's a lot that needs to be done, but at least the laundry is done! Right now, I need to be starting a resume because I think I may apply for the professional internship. Little by little, I'm liking it a lot more down here, but even so it'll never home, ya know? I guess I'll never really find that niche that I'm supposed to fit in, but that's okay by me as long as I can do things for other people along the way. I hope everyone is well and remembering to take care of themselves. 'Kay guys, I'm going to eat dinner and try to get some stuff done. Tomorrow will hopefully be more entertaining than today. G'night guys!!

Yay for french toast

Sorry I didn't post last night, but we went to Buffalo Wild Wings to celebrate Courtney's Birthday. Know what? The people that Courtney and Stephanie work with are freaking ugly. I mean like offensively ugly. And it didn't help that the guys (who were white and Asian) for some reason thought they were hardcore thugs from the SPC in the westsiiiiiiiiide. I wanted to just smack them, but then I would have to smack every other guy in the place too. I'm eating breakfast now. French toast, toast, and bacon. Steph made it! Yay for people who can cook! Tonight we're going to the Ale House for another friends birthday. Yesterday, not much happened at work that I can remember. I picked another awesome Dream Family and um...I think that was it. Oh and we went to see Fantasmic! and yet again, little children molested my bum. I like shot up in the air this time. Two little boys were fighting and one was holding my pantleg and putting his hand on my ass for balance. I looked at their father and he yelled at them. I told him that he'd be amazed how often that happened to me, which I probably shouldn't have said because he gave me this weird look. Before we went to Fantasmic, I had this girl randomly come up to me to ask about my shirt and she did it in the most peculiar fashion. She like walked up and kinda stood there like I was a celebrity, then launched into one of those nervous explanations about why she's about to do what she's going to do, then asked me where I got my shirt. It still boosted my ego, lol. I'm off today, but I got a lot of freaking laundry and stuff to do. You guys are awesome and I'll try posting something tonight, but more than likely it'll be tomorrow. Later guys!

Yay for Halloween

So this morning, I wake up and as I am leaving my room, I get scared by my roomie and her boyfriend. It was funny. Then I get to work, I walk into the break room to clock in and bam! There's Halloween stuff lying around. Needless to say, I helped my boss lady decorate the break room for Halloween. I hung all of the spider webs and everyone liked the way I did it. It was pretty cool. I also got to use the new Japanese I practiced last night and it was pretty successful. Sensei e-mailed me some pointers and better phrases to say so that I am always polite. Today was also the day I finally got to pick the Dream Family and Tech Booth Family. My Dream Family was awesome and everyone liked them. They started the show by saying, "Lights, Motors, Action!" It made me feel good that I made their day because the tween daughter had come to see the High School Musical show and it was down for revision (High School Musical 2 came out remember?) and then she wanted to do Rock'n'Rollercoaster and it's out of commission for refurbishment. I felt so bad for her and they had just started pin trading and I explained a little bit about it to them. So, me being the awesome cast member I am, I chose them to start our show. I made magic for them and it made me feel good. Not much else happened. Steph picked me up and we went and got some groceries at Wally World...unfortunately we put stuff back and try to keep the total either $50 or under. But we're not starving...Disney just doesn't pay much, lol. Tomorrow we're going to Magic Kingdom like super freaking early and I have to be at work at 11:45am. I'm gonna be dead and sweaty by the time I get to work. In other words, I'm getting a jump start on it. Tomorrow night we're going to Buffalo Wild Wings for Heather and Courtney's b-day. They share the same b-day. I also have some bad news... I am going to have to delete the footage of the parade I took so that I have memory on my camera to take pictures tomorrow for their party. I'm so pissed I couldn't get the movie to download, but I will eventually go to Mickey's Halloween Party and use our camcorder. So in the meantime, just youtube last year's or see if anyone's put this year's parade video up. As for now, I am going to enjoy my apple turnovers that Steph is making since she just so happened to be making Cinnamon rolls as well. G' night guys!

Argh!

I feel like there's so much to do! I have to do laundry because the basket is full and I REALLY need to study up on my Japanese. I met another American kid who was studying Japanese, but she said she's pretty busy and I'm sure I freaked her out. I get off work early enough, but...bleh. I dunno. Work was pretty mild today. I felt awesome because I know actually seem like I know what I'm doing. The new kid at work is weird. He talks to himself and is really touchy-feely. At work though, I look all important because I feel more confident in my abilities as a sheep herder. My yells are a lot more forceful instead of meek. Yea, I'm all like, "DO IT!" Now if only I could be that way with individual people. I also realized today that I am kind of like a security guard. I'm underpaid, yell at everyone (especially teenagers), and tell people where to go and what they can and cannot do. Hehehehe. Today I had to work from like 10am until 6pm. It was cool though. Time goes by super fast. I'm hoping that tomorrow I can drive the pargo, because it is the highlight of my days. Today, I also finally broke down and mentioned our crappy toilet seat in the women's restroom. Only one other manager knew what I was talking about. Finally, frustrated, I asked if the sliding toilet seat was some taboo, not to be spoken of. My one manager asked me how hard I pee and I retorted "Well I do my business like a lady and not a man." They haven't quite figured me out yet there I guess. Plus it sucks because you're all sweaty and the damned dentist paper you put on the toilet sticks to your butt. So, you have to peel off underwear, pants and toilet seat cover paper. The men's room is actually really clean and they leave the toilet seat up. I'm just amazed it's clean, but then again, the men don't really seem to go to the bathroom. I also saw a ginormous freaking cockroach. I stepped on him, but I could feel him moving under my foot still. It was creepy, but after a five minute engagement, I came out victorious. Now I'm here at home telling you all about my most embarrassing moments. I think I might try studying a little Japanese everyday and make myself a study list to do everyday. I get to use my Japanese occasionally at work and I still need to test for my language pin so that maybe the Japanese will talk to me instead of me blundering about. Next week I'm pumped because me and Steph have the same off days, so we're going to try and do stuff. I really want to go to Mickey's Not-So-Scary Halloween party. And speaking of which, I'm about out of options to post that damned video. I might go try to buy a new memory card for my camera and just save the footage, or I may go ahead and delete it. I haven't decided. If all else fails, you guys can always youtube it. Actually, if you do, go ahead and youtube my show if you can't wait to see it or whatever. Okay, I'm going to go ahead and start devising a plan to help myself with my Japanese. G'night guys!

Creepy people

Today was a fairly nice day. I went to work and only had to work the first show, because I got to go to this welcome thingie where all I remember is that I got free pizza and a prize. It was a 2 hour meeting to just basically sit down and listen to managers talk about stuff. When we left, it had started raining and luckily one of the girls I was with still had her radio and we got to ride in the pargo and not get wet. Awesomeness. Then the second show got cancelled due to the horrible lightning in the area. Unfortunately, I was off at 6pm and everyone else got to leave earlier than that. As I was waiting in the break room to clock out, one of the custodial people (we call 'em show keepers) was in the room. I've seen him around and he's partially handicap (I think) but he's really creepy. He kept following me around and I tried to be polite and talk to him, but he was literally breathing in my face and it was horrible. I don't like feeling that way because I love people with special needs because besides children and animals, they're the only ones that remind me that there is purity in this world. BUT he's so creepy! Then there's this other creepy guy who has nothing wrong him mentally, but he's just weird. He reminds me of the guy in those "don't talk to stranger videos" and everyone's warned me to not let him borrow money. I was like, "PLEASE...like I have money to lend." Creepiness. I had an adventure this morning at about 11pm-3am. Our neighbor became ill and it was hell trying to get to her to the hospital, and after finally listening to reason we called an alpha unit to come get her. Alpha unit is the actual name that EMS/ambulance is actually supposed to be referred to. Then we get to the hospital and I went on an adventure just trying to buy soda. This was the same hospital I had to go to when I got sick on my first program, only this time it was a little nicer because there wasn't any construction. But I digress. I was going to buy some soda and asked if there was an ATM nearby and the girl informed me that there was a freaking ATM in the hospital! So Heather and I ventured forth into this empty, creepy hospital and finally find the ATM and I have to pay a $1.50 to get 10 bucks out. Then I try the change machine and it doesn't work. SO then a security guards ambles over to us to try and look important and I asked him if he had change for a $10. He tells us to go to an office near a pharmacy, so me and Heather go back the way we came to try and find the office. Finally, we make it and the lady has to call someone to get us some change, he then informs us that he can't use somebody else's drawer. I looked at him and asked if he had change, and finally he just opened it and gave it to me. Running back to the vending area we had just come from, I put a $1 in to get Steph a Pepsi. THE MACHINE ATE MY DOLLAR!!!!! So then I manage to get 2 Dr. Pepper's without the machine eating my money. Heather just wanted a Twix bar and the freaking machine was broken. Giving up, we defeatedly walk back to the waiting room for the ER and find ourselves locked in the main lobby. Looking around, we find a security guard to let us out, or in depending on how you look at it, into the ER waiting room. Thankfully the neighbor's okay. Anyways, I can't think of much else to talk about except...well nothing actually. So, I'll let you guys go for tonight. Talk to you guys later!

In other developments

Standing amongst the surging sea of bodies, Kendora wonders why exactly she has to stand in a swirling sea of sweat, sunscreen and little children. She waves at the masses and ignores the fact that none of them take notice. Faking a toothy grin, she begins to mutter with her teeth clenched together, humoring herself. As the current continued to pulsate through the black gates, she noticed a faint cry. A child crying? No, not on her watch. Finally feeling of some use she sought the child out and found a tiny little girl clinging to her mother. "The camera attacked her," the mother replied sheepishly in answer to Kendora's look of concern. "That happens a lot. Say, how about I give you something special if you stop crying? Mickey doesn't want anyone to be sad in his happy place," our heroine offered. Nodding quietly, the little girl held out a chubby little hand. Pulling out a pack of Cars trading cards, Kendora let the small child look for one that caught her eye. After happily selecting a Lightning card, Kendora began to tell the family good-bye until she was suddenly attacked by like 50 hands! Looking around her, Kendora found herself surrounded by zombies posing as tourists. They wouldn't leave her alone. Looking around for a weapon, Kendora slowly realized what it was they wanted. FREEBIES! Quickly and randomly grabbing cards she tossed them at the masses that had begun to crowd her. She watched in amazement as two women fought over a mere Mater card. It was inhumane. It was violent. And most importantly, it was stupid. Once again the masses had proven their stupidity.
Yea, I swear, this one lady literally yanked the card out of this one woman's hand. It's amazing how greedy people get when they think that someone else is getting something more special than them. It really saddened me because I was just doing it for the kids and yet here are these grown men and women being jackasses about a couple of cheap ass flimsy trading cards for ages 5-10. Gimme a break. I had to freaking hide them so no one else would attack me! Next time I'll let the kid cry before I do something that stupid again. I mean the sheer violence in which these people would crowding me and being rude about some stupid little cards, takes the fun out of earning them for the kids ya know!? Anyway, at least I didn't clobber anyone. ...I couldn't find a weapon quick enough, unless I slammed the gates into them. One jerk even made a comment about how I shouldn't have done it or something. If he had been close enough, I may have accidentally fallen into him and elbowed him in the crotch. ...On accident of course, lol. Well, only the best adventures can be told as stories. I hope all of you had exciting days today! I did. Of course, I always do, right?
More importantly, has anyone else noticed that having the place to yourself is awesome? It's quiet and you can actually do what you want without having to consider other people. The only time you can truly be selfish...well for about five seconds and then you think of a million things you need to do. Then you feel so tired after that, that you don't want to have to clean up anything so you take extra care to either not make a mess or you make a mess that can be easily cleaned up (i.e. sweeping it under the couch, stuffing it under the cushion, etc). I'm still working on my darned video camera and trying to figure out how to post my video. More than likely, I'll take my quiet time to do this...all for you guys. Okay, I'm off to finish eating my taquitos and ketchup and then work furiously on trying to post this awesome parade footage. I'll post it tonight if I get it working. Talk to you guys later.

Man am I tan

Really...I'm like awesomely tan...except for my upper arms and legs. So, I got to see Mary and her man today. I was excited, and I VIP'ed them into the show so that they could enjoy it and witness the carnage that is my job. I also got my first guest complaint today because the gentleman wanted to wait for me to start loading the stairs closest to me and I told him it would be a while and he wanted to wait in the blistering heat. I never told him he had to go, but I informed him it would be a while. Weeeeeell, supposedly I opened the stairs just as he walked away (which is not true). Luckily for me, my job is one in which I cannot make any choices on my own concerning flow of the guests and such, so my manager told guest relations so. I was so happy my manager took up for me. And he even said he knew that I was always polite to the guest and never nasty or rude, so hah to you sunburned tourist. I swear, I am never rude to these people and sometimes they may take what I say the wrong way or something, but I think I know better because I would like to keep my job here.
Moving along, I've been packing my lunch everyday since I've arrived here and have just discovered the most lovely thing I've made. It's a type of wrap. You need swiss cheese, pepperoni, salami, and turkey. Then you take some mayonaise and spread a little down first then put your meats and finally your cheese. It's really good...I would have put some lettuce and black olives on it or something, unfortunately I'm not paid enough to get those luxury items, lol. But seriously, I was proud of myself for not only packing my lunch and saving money, but also because I sort of come up with my own wrap. And because of me packing my lunch, I have come to respect you parents who packed lunch for your kids...even those of you who packed the lunchables. Lunchables are a way of saying I love you, but I don't have enough time to make you a sandwhich. Hehehe, just kidding. I'm still working on trying to get my parade footage up for you guys. I'm going to go ahead and finish my dinner and talk to you guys later!

Boo to you!

Hey guys! Awesome footage of the parade. We didn't see any fireworks, and my camera only recorded up to 9 min of the parade and there was still at least at least 3 more floats to have seen. Most importantly, I got the Haunted Mansion float and the zombie ballroom dancers and the dead butlers with the shovels. It was so cool because they scraped the shovels across the street causing sparks! I tried really hard to record the parade without all those shaky movements that usually associate home videos... It always made me wonder if the people had been drinking or something and were drunk recording. I dunno. Unfortunately, my camera isn't letting me upload it. I promise I will work on this later and try to post later this week or sometime next week. As for today, not much happened. I again had to wonder why people act the way they do when it comes to those reserved seats. It's amazing because the jerks cannot comprehend RESERVED seating for people that have special needs and then they have the nerve to call the people crippled or worse. It infuriates me and makes me only want to become a manager even more so that I can try to fix the things that are bad and wronge in this world. Not that I can really fix everything in the world, but I can at least try to change something where people come for magic. As for now, I need to make something to eat and get to bed. G'night guys!

Yay for premieres!

Wheee!! Tonight is a cast exclusive thingie and I am going with Steph, Cory, Courtney....and I think that's it. I'll make sure to take lots of illegal pictures that could possibly cost me my career at Disney, by which then I shall write a tell all book about the college program and have my revenge and millions of dollars! Muwahahaha. Actually, I don't know if I can take pictures, but eventually I'll go to the parks before they open and try to take pictures of the parks while they're empty. It's actually a very serene and peaceful place when there's no guests, but then again, I suppose any place is peaceful so long as there's no people around. So, tonight I shall try to take photos, but if they tell me no then I can't...of course we all know I'll still sneak at least one. Hehehe. Okay, I'm going to finish getting ready to go out tonight, yay! Oh and I'll let you guys in on the little secret. This premiere has to do with Mickey's Not-so-scary Halloween Party. And we all know that Kendora LURVS Halloween and anything remotely creepy or scary! Talk to you guys later!

P.S. Meanwhile, here's a video of one of the other CP's I used to work with. His name is Damon, and he's from England. He and Amy (the other lass from Britain) were really nice kids. He's reading Harry Potter.

Nap time!

I am super tired. I had the same position twice today, but I guess I didn't really mind. During our lunch break, the co-ordinator and some of my fellow co-workers had a water gun fight. I didn't join it until right before we went on stage, and my participation wasn't very long. The highlight of the day was getting to drive the pargo (golf cart) back stage. We had to go get some water for our water cooler and I drove there and back. It was cool mainly because I got to kind of drive onstage and then I had to park the pargo back in place. I drove backwards and would have kept going, but one of my coworkers was out there with me and I didn't think they'd find it as cool as I would if I could drive all the way back to our parking spot, backwards. Oh yea, Kate came and saw me after our second show and I talked to her for a while. She's in Magic Kingdom at the Emporium. I'm so happy I got MGM again because I love it here. Nothing else really happened today except me now currently wanting to take a nap. ...OH! I discovered my freaking new (well they're not so new) sneakers are now falling apart! Stupid Nikes...The heel of the shoes are peeling away and I'm going to have to super glue them back together or something. Oh well. That's my luck and the story of my life. I would use duct tape, only then my shoes would not be appropriate costume material. Unless I was suddenly cast in the role of homeless beggar trying to get a director to read my script and make me a fortune... Hey, MGM's theme is 1940's Hollywood, that would totally be in character! I should pitch that next time I talk to my manager and move to entertainment, lol I'm totally kidding. Although I did think about entering the college program talent thingie. I sort of wanted to try stand-up so I can say I did it at least once in my life. ...Naw, probably not and I'm sure I missed the deadline and more than likely my friends will be working. Boy...I really am beat so I think I'm going to go ahead and try to take a nap or maybe just go on to bed. I'll talk to you guys later!!


P.S. New discovery about the lizards that live here. They have bubbles under their throats like frogs, only they are flat and look more like a cape opening up from their chin to their chest. Seriously, g'night people!

Adventures in Norway

Yesterday was awesome because I ended up finally getting to hang out with Cory! I went with him to his house to let his dogs out, and omg are they adorable! He has two Italian Greyhounds and they are absolutely adorable!!! After playing with them for a little bit, my homesickness for my animals went away a little and we decided to go see Steph. So off to Epcot we went and boy did we have an adventure. We stopped in to see Steph and Cory took her picture and then we decided to kill time until Steph and Courtney got off work. So off to the world showcase! As we were talking, I find out that Cory likes the Maelstrom in Norway as well eventhough it's super lame! When we got there, there was no wait and we rode it while giggling like school girls. As with most rides here, we were promptly dumped into a gift shop where Cory saw someone he liked. So to get their attention, we proceeded to ride the ride again and try to get a conversation started. Alas, Cory was afraid a third time riding would make us look like stalkers so we went to go meet up with our bestest good buddies. In the employee parking lot, as we were walking to our cars, I found a wonderful clear and blue bouncy ball. It was about the size of a billiard ball and I was so excited that it bounced. Well, me and Cory are little schemers and I decided I would throw the ball when we stopped, but as we were in his car, I was suddenly inspired to fling it while his car was in motion. That darn ball beat us to the stop light and we both swear that thing got at least a good 200ft range from where I bounced it. It was insane. All of us then met up at Taco Bell and proceeded to enjoy a fun conversation about the people walking in with beer cans and our current lives and situations in general. It was awesome.
As for today, I had a seemingly good start. I got to pick our Dream Family for the second show and I was so excited because I haven't got to do it yet. I wanted the perfect family and I searched forever. The first family I found had dinner reservations at the exact same time the show was going on. Then the next family is where the fun began. I'm talking to this family and I'm thinking the whole time how perfect they'll be and such. Slowly, I notice the little girl has her poncho on and it wasn't raining. I jokingly asked if it was because her brother was squirting her and mom laughed and we all had a good laugh about it. Right as I'm getting ready to pop the question to this wonderful wholesome American family that fit the whole 4.3 family ratio with a dog and a white picket fence at home, Junior (I didn't learn their names) decides to squirt me with his spritzer that he had fashioned into a water gun. It wasn't the playful squirting that bothered me, no, because I used to have water gun fights with the kids when I worked in Merchandise. No, this little demon decides to squirt me in my crotch. NOT ONCE...NOT TWICE...BUT THREE TIMES IN MY CROTCH! I thought when he did the first time it was an accident, but then after the third time I told them to have a magical day and fought to keep Inner Kendra under control. I mean, you guys should just remember this because when something bad happens, think, "Well, at least I didn't get squirted in the crotch like Kendra." Sometimes I really have to stop and wonder about my life...where it's going and why children seem to molest me every chance they get! It looked as if I peed myself! And people for some reason or another always tend to look there in that area when something embarrassing has happened. I just don't get it. ...Needless to say, I didn't get to pick the Dream Family this day, but soon I will and it will all be good. At least I'm home now and cleanly bathed and fresh. I ate some bread and drank some water. I'm safely in my apartment on the third floor while outside it looks as if a hurricane is a brewing...just my luck. I do love storms though, so maybe I'll watch it rain and try to go to bed early tonight. Good night guys.

That one looks like a unicorn!

Everyday I go to work, or even when I just look out the windows of our apartment, I see nothing but this big blue sky full of enormous white clouds floating by. It's truly amazing and I wonder if I ever remember the sky being so big and clear back home. Everything back home is sort of scrunched together and there's nature everywhere. Here, everything is so spread out and overly sized. At times, I don't know if I love it or am afraid of it all. Looking up at that big wondrous sky, I think that my future and all the possibilities in my life are endless and positive, and then I wonder if it's all real or if it's all an ephemeral dream. I feel good though when I look up. At work, before our next show, I'll sometimes lay down in the middle of the stadium on one of the bleachers and just watch the clouds drift by. ...'Kay enough of the girly mushy stuff, I just thought I'd mention how freaking gargantuan the sky is and how screwed we all are if the sky falls down because there's no trees or buildings close together enough here to hold it all up. I've also noticed another thing here in Florida. I have totally developed this inner personality, lol. She is known as Inner Kendra. Inner Kendra thinks about the really mean and good things I should say to people, unfortunately she just thinks it because Outer Kendra knows she'll get fired if Inner Kendra is unleashed. So the other day when the guy squirted the freaking mustard on my shoe and pant leg, Inner Kendra slipped out and told him about the ketchup. Typically though, Outer Kendra looks calm on the outside despite the large overweight red-faced man yelling at her, while Inner Kendra is thinking of funny yet mean yet brutally honest things to say to the grizzly bear of a jackass. ...Now, if you're thinking I'm crazy, I'm not because everyone else has an inner personality that they keep locked up inside so they don't get fired for telling their boss to go get their own coffee or telling a customer that if they don't like, then go to another store. You guys just might give your inner personalities better and more original names. Okay, Superstar is on TV and since I can lounge around the house and actually have TV time, I'm off to watch Molly Shannon in one of her funny roles. Later!

Would you like fries with that?

Rain spewed from the sky and coated the underpaid college dropout from Kentucky as she directed people's strollers to the stroller parking area. She could merely shake her head in amusement at the people who actually tried sneaking by her with their demonically made contraptions from hell. The rain coated her clear plastic trench coat that made her feel like a whacked out flasher. It was running off her hood and down her arms in little torrents of water. Lightning streaked the dark gray sky, making the clouds appear as if alive. People would stop next to her and inquire whether or not the show was still going on. Kendra would quietly stare back at the crowd funneling into the turnstiles and wondered why people always asked and stated the obvious. They reminded her of zombies. An army of bodies fighting for a spot in a 5,000 seat theater as if it were a scrap of meat and they were undead zombies. Then, to suddenly pass the time quicker and block out the chatter in her left ear from her radio, Kendra began to try and figure out what items around her would save her if these people suddenly turned on her violently. It wasn't until she was trying to figure out whether or not she could hot wire one of the stationary stunt cars set for display that Kendra realized she had lost another bit of her mind.
Yup, that was about how the beginning of the second show started. Craziness. I just find it weird that people really fight over bleachers in a huge stadium and...bleh. It was funny though because the rain soaked the people that were nasty about this and that to the cast members and their fellow guests. Unfortunately, I had this one guest who was just nasty in general. We had to cancel the second show due the lightning in the area and this gentleman was just so mean. He wanted a rain check and kept demanding to know what I was going to do about it. I noticed his son drop a mustard packet out of the corner of my eye as he was yelling at me. After offering to get my manager, he stomped on the packet squirting mustard on my pant leg and my NEW SNEAKER. When he asked me what I was going to do about that, I pushed my hood back and looked him in the eye and said,"Well sir...They've got ketchup over there at the Backlot Express. Have a magical day." Hahahaha. I hate when people try to get one over on me. They don't realize I am two steps ahead of them, actually I'm just blessed with a sometimes quick wit and in general tend to be sarcastic. I wish I had reported him now, because security would have hopefully done something, but I didn't want to stoop to his level of being a whiny little baby crying because something didn't go my way. ...As for my sneaker, well he's lucky there just happened to be a cloth in the closet, because I might have flung a soggy pretzel at him, lol. Well, that's about all that happened today, now I'm just trying to finish some laundry and enjoy my day off tomorrow. G'night guys!

Taquitos and Slurpee's

So I absolutely love Slurpee's and Taquitos from 7-11. I am all about 7-11. It truly saddens me that we don't have them back home in Kentucky. Work was amazingly semi-normal today. The only bad thing that happened was when I was House Assist. That means I help park all the wheelchairs and stuff. Well, I suddenly had to go....you know, and I was dying. Trying to park wheelchairs and not scream at people violently when you have to go so badly that your insides are melting, is an area I do not want to venture into again. Finally, the other girl I was working with came back to her position and I literally was screaming from the stairs (as I was halfway down them), "I GOTTA GO TO THE BATHROOM!!!!!!!" But I made it. And the weird thing is, I didn't eat Taquitos until like 10 minutes ago. I couldn't wait to get them home, so I devoured them in the car on the way home. After work I met up with Steph and caused havoc at Epcot for a while, hence her having drove me home after replenishing health at the local 7-11. Aaaaaaand that's about it for the night, so this is your captain signing off. G'night guys!

It's 5 o'clock somewhere

So like I finally get to try sarsaparilla. I was like, "Hmm...it tastes like root beer." Oh wait it is. I was actually just having one for breakfast. I've noticed the times of my posts are usually wrong, so as of right now it's actually 9:34am and I just drank soda for breakfast! Ha! Courtney asked me if it was a little early to be drinking, and I just informed her that it's 5 o'clock somewhere. Muwahaha. Thank goodness for musicians and they're quotable lyrics.
I love Chernabog, so I had to throw him in my posts somewhere. Actually, there's great stuff at property control with him on it. Yay for Mary coming here Wednesday! Steph said yay too. I dunno why I'm posting so early, I think it's because Steph got me up at 8am and yet, I don't have to be at work until noon. Oh well. At least I managed time to try on my costume shirt (I got a large because I felt like the XL were too big) and it looks waaaaaaay better than my big baggy XL. I'll post a picture here for you to see how much better I look in it. Okay, my last musing will be on the whole silent 'r' thing I've just noticed. Okay, for those of you back home, why isn't Poplar Level pronounced "Pop-lar"? Why is it "pop-uhl"? Yea try saying out loud. Okay my next argument is why is sarsaparilla pronounced "sass-pa-rilla" instead of "sar-suh-pa-rilla"? Why do I think these things? It's all a mystery. But there's something for you all to think about the rest of the day, yet again giving me brief control of your minds, lol. I'll try to post something again tonight, but for now, Kendra's after picture!


And now Mary know's to look for the giant blueberry from Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory! ...I reeeeeeally like this shirt a whole lot better than my XL. Maybe when I get the time I'll hit costuming up for more! Yay for having a couple less things to wash!

How about that?

So this morning I woke up groggy and still stuffy, but my pillow was not clinging to my face. My sinus' seem a little better, only everything feels sticky instead of runny...I know, waaaay too much information. I went to pick up my whopping $84. After that I hung around in the park for a while. I rode the Tower of Terror three times in a row, and probably would have kept doing until they asked me to leave. All three times I rode it, I decided to try and creep out the other passengers by riding it and sitting completely still with a stoic look on my face the entire time. Then when we got off the ride, I would quietly take my bag and walk off. Hehehehe, I hope I freaked some people out. I really love the Tower. If it was possible I would ask to be trained over there, but it would take three months for the request to go through and that's too long even for me. I think I would be good at it. Oh, before my mission on the Tower of Terror, I was hanging around the animation courtyard and went to go do the drawing class. I truly wanted to have my photo taken with Remy and Emile, unfortunately I do not love them enough to stand in a ridiculously long line to pose for two seconds with them. There's like a line wherever you go here. If you want a churro, it's a 30 minute wait. To see Mickey, 2 hours 33 minute wait. I swear, at times I feel as if I need a Fastpass to go to the bathroom. Right now is a good time to visit Disney because traffic isn't as bad as it can be. ...I really love churros, so I always wait in the obscenely long line to get myself one! But I digress, after deciding against having my picture taken with two giant rats, I took a quiz to find out which Disney character and which villain I was...TELL ME WHY I get Lady Tremaine as my villain (Cinderella's stepmother) and Cinderella as my good character!? What is that about? Weird right? Then again Lady Tremaine is almost as scary as Maleficent because Lady Tremaine is human and pure evil! She can't do magic or anything, she's just sadistic and evil. I took a couple of pictures at the park and I have some from a previous adventure to Downtown Disney and B-dubs (Buffalo Wild Wings for those of you illiterate in abbreviation slang). Nothing really note worthy has happened to me in a while, like not super awesome. When we were looking at the map of downtown Disney and I had to go to the bathroom, the map made it seem as if the darned bathroom was forever away. Whilst I was lamenting my cruel fate, Steph casually informed me that the bathroom was not even 25 feet to my right. So I guess my fate is sort of like a serendipitous one, only not as extreme in it's unfortunateness or fortunateness. ...Yea. Okay, I'm going to start looking up extra shifts to pick up so that I can make more than $80, hey who knows, maybe I'll break 90! Later guys! ...Here's those pics I mentioned:


Patch was my favorite dalmatian as a little girl. Apparently he grew up as well. Oh! You can see my horrible-er I mean awesome tan in this picture!

High-five go!

I'm not a Goofy fan, but since he's dressed up as Chernabog for Halloween, I like him a lot better.

The man in white ignored me as I yelled excuse me, so I now own a piece of his soul. Oh and enjoy this picture of the MGM Studios sign, because it will soon be changed to Hollywood Studios. That's right boys and girls, buy anything with MGM on it so it will be worth more!

The Art of Animation, I was hanging out here today. I love Sorceror Mickey. He's such a troublemaker, but boy does he look good causing havoc.

Good ole Uncle Walt and Sorceror Mickey. This was taken in the Art of Animation building. I love this statue of the two.

Stupid sinus infections

So I woke up this morning, again with my pillow stuck to my face and absolutely no voice. I couldn't even whisper. So through a series of grunts and phone tapping, I called in to work. I know I needed to because I'm not getting any better and having a day to sort of bum around in my pj's with kleenex stuck up in my nostrils would mean me getting better. So here's to daytime tv and dayquil...and a grown 23 year old woman moping about with kleenex's dangling from her face. I'm going to get some rest and post something more exciting tomorrow...hoepfully. I'm off work and if I'm feeling better I may go and see what mischief I can get myself into. Later guys!

Clearly people check their brains in at the gate...

Okay, so today I was a trooper. I woke up with my pillow stuck to my face and absolutely no voice, but I rode that bus to work with my nose running and head held high...mostly because it sort of cleared my nose. My position for the first show was house left and I had to redirect traffic and such and yell at people to move all the way over to their right. Weeeeeeell, when the powers that be told me to finally start letting people go up the stairwell closest to where they come up a gentleman said to me, "Why didn't you just let me do that in the first place?!" I looked at him because he was supposed to have gone to the second stairwell where I told him that the best seats are anyway, but instead spouted back, "Well sir, I do as I'm told and nothing more. Unfortunately, I am one person and the second stairwell would have led you to better seats." I would have coughed on him but he had a baby in his arms and we know I love kids, so he was lucky. ...What is that with people bringing their newborns to a theme park in the sweltering heat!? I mean, they don't wanna be out in the heat, can you imagine being a foot freaking long, bundled up in velour blankets and one piece!? Well the fun didn't end there during that first show. As the show was about half through, a family of three was trying to leave. They asked where the restrooms were and I told them. I turned my back for one second and when I turn back to look down the stairs where they were headed, I notice dad standing behind his son, holding him, and the little boy was just peeing away. I was in such a state of shock at how...bold and trashy that was I couldn't respond or yell at them. The fact that the backlot tour was going by made me have a little respect for dad and mom's stupidity. Good job parenting! At least I'm sure that that made a wonderful souvenir photo. So anyway, as I was in my merge position for the second show, I meet the coolest people ever! I'm standing there trying to look important and sort out the wheelchair parties from people trying to sneak in with them, when this family comes up and states that they have found Kendra. I was kind of like, "Why hello?" And then their daughter tells me (it was cool because she sounded so official), "My aunt Colleen says to say 'hello.'" Or something to that effect. Colleen's family sought me out with a message from "Coreen" herself and it was pretty cool. I didn't get to really tell them how much that made my day, but it did! If I had had the time I would have talked to them more and maybe tried to find out how they liked the show, but my head was swimming in decongestants. So hello to Colleen's awesome nieces and their parents (because it sounds weird if I say sister and brother, ya know?)!! I would actually tell you guys about some of the stupid things some people say to me, but now I'm paranoid they might find this blog and report me or something...yea they're pretty lame people like that. ...Know what? Forget them, I'll tell you anyway. There's a couple of people I work with are constantly on me about this or that. Now don't get me wrong they're really nice people, but my goodness, if I need their help I'll ask for it. The other day I had to do a checklist and she asked outloud who had checked things off and I told her I did. Well, she informed me that I needed to make a clear check mark. ...A clear check mark...IT'S A FREAKING CHECK MARK! As long as there is something there and as long as I signed my name, what does it matter!? If the supers have a problem with my check mark, they can come tell me myself so I learn from my erroneous ways. And like I said, they're really nice people, but they're way overly nice and that's just annoying...like Sandra D annoying. It's aggravating when people constantly give you little hints or tips without asking you if you mind to learn a new tip or two. The worst part is, there aren't any new college program kids coming to work in my area! So there won't be any newbies to take my place on the "let's give Kendra continuously unwanted and very much un-needed advice" totem pole of doom. Oh well. So anyways, I want to take a cheesy moment to thank all of you for taking time to give me brief control of your minds. Muwahahaha, that and reading what I'm actually spewing out my mind and from my daily adventures. And here's a special treat for you all! After work, me Steph and Courtney went to this place called Old Town. Yea it was ghetto, but anyways, I will now give it to you in story form!
Freshly dressed in clean clothes, our heroine sits the air conditioned backseat of a '99 Malibu. The cloth seats are soft and comfy and she goes on about her day to her roomies. Our mighty heroine retells the days adventure of seeing a young boy just hanging out and peeing at her attraction and the totally cool family of the super kind Coreen. The champagne colored car sped towards its destination...Old Town. Our heroines know not what's in store for them. As they near this place of eclectic stores with the charm of Venice Beach, Kendra notices how shady the area looks. "Oh look, run down crack hotels...wondeful." Yes our heroines were risking their lives for Disney pins. Wonderful little treasures sold in a dinky shop for 4 for $20. Who knew. As they park behind a faded old building listing random hardcore rockbands and egg rolls for $.99, Courtney beamed with excitement. Piling out of the car, our trio walks the faded painted pavement and past the creepy closed wax museum. "What's with the creepy serial killer music?" the uber cool Kendra asks. Courtney happily informed our great heroine that the music was coming from the haunted house wax museum. "Great," Kendra thought. Nearing their goal, the girls noticed the place had a weird smell. Little did they know that their journey for cheap pins would turn into an hour misadventure. The kindly store owner kept talking and talking and talking, calling the girls princess' and what not. Yes what an adventure, at least the girls made friends with a lonely store clerk in the middle of a run down cracked out amusement type place. Yes indeed. Thankfully they did score their 4 pins for $20, and eventually went on to eat at an Applebees and have an equally nice but overly energetic waitress who kept referring to them as beautiful ladies. If all else failed, they at least had their egos boosted in a series of odd and awkward situations!
Yea...that's about it for tonight. Oh, interesting tidbit: My uniform was originally the uniform for Who wants to be a Millionaire. How about that? You guys learned something new! Alrighty then, I need to get some sleep and what not, but first I must pack my lunch for tomorrow. So good night my fellow adventurers!

You know you work too hard when...

Well I noticed the other day that I am sweating so bad that my bra's underwire was rusted. How hardcore is that? It's insane because we look like we've crawled out of a pool or have been splashed with water. I'm not getting as sunburned as I was. Honestly not much to tell you guys, but I do have a good story I was saving for a moment like this. A couple of days ago at work, one of my co-ordinators was outside smoking and suddenly we hear her scream. I go outside and she's screaming about a snake, so I'm looking for a giant snake. Tell me why I find a barely 5 inch black snake with a white ring around it's neck and an orange underbelly. I ended up getting it and taking it to the pond nearby the backlot tour. It was a mean little guy though. I actually found humor in it's fear. It was small and striking at nothing, and my co-ordinator was freaking out. A good ending to a long day. Actually time goes by fast at my attraction because we only do a couple of shows a day, so... Oh, I've still got my head cold and feel miserable, but I'm sure I'll be fine. Of course when you're sweating and have a runny nose it becomes hard to tell which is which because ya know...both are salty, lol. It's ridiculous. It was fun listening to myself ordering people to slide over and stuff...I had the whole masculine thing going when you get a cold. I'm feeling pretty good about myself because today I felt as if I'm doing good. I didn't panic and got people to listen to me without them griping at me. Eventually I might get the gall to pick up some extra late night shifts at Fantasmic or something...of course picking and cleaning that ampitheater would suck majorly. Okay I need to get some food in me and I will now venture forth with Courtney to the king of burgers...Burger King! Rodeo Burger go! G'night guys.

Strollers...death on mini-wheels

I hate strollers. I am not having one because people seem to think that they are above everyone else when they drive. I would ban them if I could. Stupid strollers. So today I got sprayed in the face by some precious child. I was directing people up house right, and suddenly in the middle of me talking, I get sprayed in the face, in my mouth. I just gave that little boy the best death glare I could shot a child. He just smiled. I hope karma kicks in later and does its worst to that little "Damien." It didn't rain today, so that was good. But it was hotter than an oven in the Sahara...whatever that means. I'm getting a sore throat, so I sounded pretty funny screaming at people. You know what I've always wondered about, besides the whole debacle over strollers? What are you supposed to do when you see someone with their zipper down? Do you try to tell them? Or do you let it go? Then there's the whole "why are you looking at my crotch" thing. So yea. OH...I feel like I've become a bigot working here. Like every Hispanic guest I talk to gets upset when I tell them that I do not speak Spanish. They get angry at me. I'm like, "Hello, we are in America." One guest, with a stroller, was coming by and I was directing strollers to the stroller parking area (thankfully not parking). Well this lady would not have it, and threw her hand in my face telling me she didn't speak English. I loudly exclaimed, "Ma'am it doesn't matter because the fifty people before you didn't speak English either and yet they understood where to go." At this...she paused. Sullenly she turned her damned stroller around and followed everyone else. Muwahahaha. If some people weren't so mean, I wouldn't have to embarass them. Oh and what is it with the people who I tell like fifty times that are no more shows, they get mad at me! They yell at me and it's like, "
Dude, I am NOT the president of this park. I don't control shows and the weather. You can catch the show tomorrow at 1pm. That's all I can do for you." *Sigh* I think that workers should be able to smack people for being stupid sometimes...it might knock some sense into them. I think there's something at the front of the park that causes you to lose your ability to comprehend the most basic of instructions. People just decide they really wanna be a rebel because they're on vacation. I wonder if this is how we all act or if it's something else. Oh well, it could always be worse. I could be working food service. I think it would be worse for me if I was in food service. I just have to remember to kill with kindness. ...Does that mean you could suffocate someone with a stuffed animal and it be considered kind because you used a fluffy stuffed animal? Hmm. I need to quit thinking so deeply when I'm tired, my mind is a scary place. ...But it's okay because they know me there. Anyways, I'm going to forage some food from cardboard boxes and drown my sorrows in Tylenol Sore Throat Night Time stuff that is kind of like Nyquil. Bleh, g'night guys.

Quesadilla squad go!

Well, as I sit here eating my delicious steak and cheese quesadilla from Taco Bell, I think back on the day's adventures. The first show of the day was cancelled 1/4 of the way through the show. It was raining and suddenly there was lightning. So we had to evcauate the stadium for everyone's safety, right? Well some people just hung out and one of those hundred people decided to spark panic among everyone talking about how they were in danger. We were like, "Dude, we got lightning rods all over Walt's creation!" I got soaked again, but my sneakers weren't as bad as last time. In between the storm and running around, my walkie-talkie fell and my ear piece started malfunctioning. I was supposed to put the truck's ramp back up by giving it a thumbs up and I ended up giving the darn thing like 2 thumbs up and rapidly shaking my hands to get it to go up. Well it didn't, so I had to run back off stage into the stadium. I'll have to find out how that thing works. I thought that someone drives the truck, but apparently it's all sensors. I met two cool families today and helped them the best I could. One family's son was scared of the storm so I hung out with them and talked to them. Then the next family had a pregnant Kendra, so I got my fellow Kendra a wheelchair. Let's see...not really much else... OH! Me and Steph went and saw the new Halloween remake, and I have to say that it was incredibly awesome! It gave a lot of detail into an otherwise obscure slasher flick classic. Great job Rob Zombie! It's been a pretty productive day. I feel like I'm getting along a lot better at work too. I really like the job a lot better and sort of feel like I'm getting better at it. Having thousands of peoples lives in my hands is getting a little more easy to uh...handle. Oh yea, I also got to chase people down and tell them to get in their right place. I don't know how hard it is to not sit in RESERVED seating. Seriously, it's not difficult. But anyways, these people jumped on the elevator and tried sneaking into the mezzanine. I told them to walk down the stairs and go around the building, and they were all like, "But we got all this food!" And I was like, "HELLO, who's fault is that?" I swear. Then there was another group and I asked if they were with one of the wheelchair party and they answered affirmatively and pointed to a group beside them and the people didn't argue it... Yea, they weren't with any party. I love the people who sit down in the Reserved anyways, and then you ask them to move, and suddenly they have like 50 illnesses or ones that they totally made up and I'm only asking them to move up one set of bleachers. People are just lazy. Then during the rainstorm, I'm trying to get people to leave and they're just standing around in the rain and I'm not in a poncho. Finally, I was like, "Guys, you have ponchos and I don't. I NEED you to move along because I have to stay here until you LEAVE. The exit is just 25 feet away and as soon as you go, I can go." They just looked at me and got all huffy. When I got back to the breakroom, it was cold and I sat very rigidly on the couch trying to not to let my back touch anything, because it was so very cold. Actually, I think I'm getting a bit of a sore throat. For my last position of the day I was out front and telling people that the last show was at 4:30pm. So my spiel was something like: "Sorry folks, the last show was at 4:30pm. The next show is tomorrow at 1pm. Therefore, there are no more shows today!" Now then...tell me why everytime I said this, there was some genius who says, "So there's no more shows today?" I swear people hear what they wanna. On that note, I'm going to go ahead and get ready for bed so I can prepare for more stupidity and arrogance and rudeness...I'm sure somewhere in there that there's something positive, but I have alot more negativeness to go through before I find it. Oh well, night guys!!