The cheer uniforms just keep getting worse and worse. We had a cheer competition this weekend for young girls, and I swear to you, the girls in our High School Musical 3 performance wear more Disney appropriate clothes. I half wanted to ask half the little girls I saw where the rest of their clothes were. It made me just a little bit sad.
That aside, I opened Tip Board, a combo cart out by Sunset, today. Nothing really happened there. While we had a good amount of people in the park because Spring Break is starting, the cheer competition, and today is one of the only days to catch Fantasmic, it still wasn't as backed up as I expected. I'm assuming tomorrow will be somewhat worse, but I was never too many people deep while working at Tip (they usually get really busy, especially during the parade). A guy swung by to buy a coke and a Mickey bar at one point, and when I asked him how he was, he told me terrible. Surprised, I asked as to why, and he told me because Indiana Jones, his favorite show, was closed because of the cheerleaders. Then he also told me that Backlot, another favorite, it also closed (due to refurbishment) and that all and all, he was having a pretty crummy day. I decided to spoil the coke and ice cream for his birthday-- it was the least I could do. He looked truly surprised and as he took them, he told me that was the nicest thing that's happened to him all day. Then he purposefully looked at my name-tag and thanked me by name. It was a nice feeling.
After Tip, I worked at Hollywood Popcorn, which, thanks to a filler, wasn't at all bad since I had someone else working there with me. It kept me plenty entertained as guests filed back and forth. The motor in the popcorn machine decided to stop working about an hour in, however, which is incredibly inconvenient... and suddenly, when we had but a trickle of people, we suddenly had droves wanting popcorn. People truly want what they cannot have! Cindy, our zone coordinator, had Animation (another popcorn kiosk) make some for us, only when she brought the bag over, the motor had started up again, so we ended up with about four batches of popcorn. A mountain of popcorn. We could have SWAM in it, there was so much! Danielle and I almost did.
I spent my last hour at Rock Station, which is an awesome place. I keep meaning to write about it, but I never get the chance to. It's right next to the Rockin' Rollercoaster and plays Aerosmith all day long. By the way, Pink is one of my favorites of theirs-- and they play it! Anyway, while I was there, I performed a miracle... I made Cindy laugh! Apparently she doesn't do much of that, but as three high school kids came up to my window, the first asked 'How much is water?' I told him. Then he asked how much for soda; we told him. Then, for some weird reason, he asked which was cheaper, and I told him 'Well, the soda is, but it'll also give you a hardy helping of kidney stones down the road!' Cindy actually LAUGHED. I felt so good about myself!
While there, I was approached by a man and a little boy – who was darling and chub! - and the boy leaned against the counter and asked 'What kinda drinks do ya have?' I leaned down and told him, and as I landed on root beer, he shouted 'Root beer!' Then I told him that it could be upgraded to a root beer float. That's what he wanted a second later. His uncle – I thought he was his dad at first – said that he had five dollars and that they could share a root beer, but the boy was insistent. So I decided to spoil two root beer floats and told them that it was on me and that hopefully mom wouldn't mind! That's when the uncle told me he was the uncle, and then they both thanked me.
However, the boy's mother comes by later that evening to thank me herself for taking care of her brother, and that I'm a blessing... just wow. I guess her brother – the uncle – was somewhat, well, I don't know, he seemed completely capable to me, like nothing was wrong with him, but that she felt the need to thank me like that. It was incredible. There are the bad days, and then there are days like this that make up for them.
That aside, I opened Tip Board, a combo cart out by Sunset, today. Nothing really happened there. While we had a good amount of people in the park because Spring Break is starting, the cheer competition, and today is one of the only days to catch Fantasmic, it still wasn't as backed up as I expected. I'm assuming tomorrow will be somewhat worse, but I was never too many people deep while working at Tip (they usually get really busy, especially during the parade). A guy swung by to buy a coke and a Mickey bar at one point, and when I asked him how he was, he told me terrible. Surprised, I asked as to why, and he told me because Indiana Jones, his favorite show, was closed because of the cheerleaders. Then he also told me that Backlot, another favorite, it also closed (due to refurbishment) and that all and all, he was having a pretty crummy day. I decided to spoil the coke and ice cream for his birthday-- it was the least I could do. He looked truly surprised and as he took them, he told me that was the nicest thing that's happened to him all day. Then he purposefully looked at my name-tag and thanked me by name. It was a nice feeling.
After Tip, I worked at Hollywood Popcorn, which, thanks to a filler, wasn't at all bad since I had someone else working there with me. It kept me plenty entertained as guests filed back and forth. The motor in the popcorn machine decided to stop working about an hour in, however, which is incredibly inconvenient... and suddenly, when we had but a trickle of people, we suddenly had droves wanting popcorn. People truly want what they cannot have! Cindy, our zone coordinator, had Animation (another popcorn kiosk) make some for us, only when she brought the bag over, the motor had started up again, so we ended up with about four batches of popcorn. A mountain of popcorn. We could have SWAM in it, there was so much! Danielle and I almost did.
I spent my last hour at Rock Station, which is an awesome place. I keep meaning to write about it, but I never get the chance to. It's right next to the Rockin' Rollercoaster and plays Aerosmith all day long. By the way, Pink is one of my favorites of theirs-- and they play it! Anyway, while I was there, I performed a miracle... I made Cindy laugh! Apparently she doesn't do much of that, but as three high school kids came up to my window, the first asked 'How much is water?' I told him. Then he asked how much for soda; we told him. Then, for some weird reason, he asked which was cheaper, and I told him 'Well, the soda is, but it'll also give you a hardy helping of kidney stones down the road!' Cindy actually LAUGHED. I felt so good about myself!
While there, I was approached by a man and a little boy – who was darling and chub! - and the boy leaned against the counter and asked 'What kinda drinks do ya have?' I leaned down and told him, and as I landed on root beer, he shouted 'Root beer!' Then I told him that it could be upgraded to a root beer float. That's what he wanted a second later. His uncle – I thought he was his dad at first – said that he had five dollars and that they could share a root beer, but the boy was insistent. So I decided to spoil two root beer floats and told them that it was on me and that hopefully mom wouldn't mind! That's when the uncle told me he was the uncle, and then they both thanked me.
However, the boy's mother comes by later that evening to thank me herself for taking care of her brother, and that I'm a blessing... just wow. I guess her brother – the uncle – was somewhat, well, I don't know, he seemed completely capable to me, like nothing was wrong with him, but that she felt the need to thank me like that. It was incredible. There are the bad days, and then there are days like this that make up for them.
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