So, This Happened...
- Grouper: Have a nice day, Prince Charming!
- Little Boy: I'M NOT PRINCE CHARMING!
- Grouper: You're not Prince Charming, huh?
- Little Boy: NO! I'm DARTH VADER!
- My grouper didn't even have words. She just let the little boy walk away.
I find it hilarious that CPs are bitching that we treat them like they don’t know what they’re doing. If you actually knew what you were doing, we wouldn’t treat you like children. We’re only grumpy because you’re all idiots.
(Source: ragecastmember)
Anonymous asked: Are you going to "The Beatles: The Lost Concert" movie premier in a few weeks?
A. I’m not entirely sure if this is a legit question or if it’s just spam.
B. If this movie is a real thing, I’m going to freak out.
C. I googled it. It’s real. Hells yes!
Oh, Hey Tumblr! You’re Still Here…
I haven’t posted anything in a while. Not because I don’t want to, but because I don’t have anything to post. That is how boring Innoventions is. We spend our time WISHING for one of the robos to break, just so that there’s something different to do. When we get preteen boys on our robos, we just HOPE they would flip the camera off so we can hit that stop button and kick them out, just because it’ll break up the monotony. The most interesting part of our day at Sum of All Thrills is getting someone who’s too fat to fit in the robo and telling them that they, unfortunately, can’t ride.
This is depressing. Let’s have a story about an adorable little girl, shall we?
Little Girl: *completely freaking out* I DON’T WANNA RIDE!
Little Girl’s Mom: You’re not. Just daddy’s going.
Little Girl: Oh, ok! Be safe. *dramatic pause as her dad walks into the queue* PLEASE TRY NOT TO FALL OUT!
I wanted to kidnap her and make her my own.
On another note, from now on I’ll be jumping into the way-back machine and posting some of my old Barnstormer stories. Those are some of my best.
Eff that! Take it from a Toonie, back seat is where it’s at!
(via simpledisneythings)
Did They Really Just Pay Me For That?!?
I picked up a Storybook Circus Support shift yesterday. That’s where they either have you parking strollers or stand around counting people as they enter Dumbo. Luckily, I got to do the latter. On the plus side, I got to wear the adorable costume that I got two months ago when I thought I would be getting trained over there. On the downside, I’ve lost A LOT of weight since then, so I was swimming in it, making it much less adorable.
There were a ton of awesome things that happened, but this is probably my favorite story.
A little princess is walking past me, Lottso bear in hand. I stop her. “Hey princess! I have a VERY IMPORTANT question for you.”
“What?”
“Does he REALLY smell like strawberries?”
Her eyes light up. “YES!” And she shoves him into my face so I can smell.
“THAT’S SO COOL! Enjoy your flight.”
It was a nice cap on a day of getting payed to pretty much do absolutely nothing.
My best friend introduced me to Star Wars: The Old Republic and now I’m slightly addicted. What can I say? I like killing things for fun… And now all I want to do is go ride Star Tours. And don’t even get me started on how excited I am for Star Wars Weekend.
Any other SWTOR nerds out there?
This was a common occurrence when I was managing a bookstore. If I was reading at the register, I got annoyed when someone would come up to check out. If they dared to attempt chit-chat, I was FURIOUS.
(Source: fayheyhey, via jenniferlotts)
Things You Hear at Test Vehicle
“How do I get to Ellen/the dinosaur ride?” Would it kill you to look at your map?
or better yet “Will my kids like Ellen/the dinosaur ride?” It’s 45 minutes long. What do YOU think?
“Where’s the nearest bathroom?” I’m so glad you asked because that sign RIGHT THERE pointing you to the bathrooms is actually lying. It leads you to the place where we freeze you, shrink you down, and put you into it’s a small world.
“What does this do?” Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
“Can I try it?” Sure. But it does nothing. Absolutely nothing.
“That was it?” Yes. Because it does NOTHING!
“I don’t think I’ll fit.” I know you won’t fit, but I’m not allowed to tell you that, so sit your ass down so I can pull the hood down and check. OR, bitch you are tiny. Shut up and get in line.
“Let me sit here and tell you all of my opinions about why they closed Habit Heroes and what it means for the future of America.” Just because I can’t walk away from this spot doesn’t mean I want to listen to you rant for the next hour.
