Some Memories
This was first posted on MySpace on March 16th
So A's crazy "Bush Lady" story reminded me of some weird locker room extremes I have experienced. To share I have to go way back into the year 2002 when I worked at Walt Disney World.
No matter who you are at WDW you are considered a "cast member" and are given a costume to wear at work. I worked in the Magic Kingdom on Main Street U.S.A. in one of the biggest stores on property. Keeping with the turn of the century theme we all had horribly ugly old fashioned costumes. Mine consisted of a teal and brown plaid full length skirt and a off-white blouse with extremely puffy sleeves. To top off my humiliation I wore a bright pink bow tie.
For whatever reason Disney was concerned that us lowly "cast members" would want to keep these costumes. Maybe they thought I'd be all the rage at the local bars. Anyway, to circumvent mass thievery we were not allowed to take the costumes home with us, they checked our belongings before we left each day.
Therefore we each got a locker in a huge changing room in the tunnels underneath the Magic Kingdom. Yes the myth is true. The themepark is actually on the second story of the complex. And yes the tunnels stink and are slightly flooded in parts.
Two or three lockers over from mine was Princess Jasmine. Well, one of the many girls who played her. She wasn't a very good Jasime, she was kinda pale and did not have the stomach tone required to pull of the midriff baring Arabian costume she wore. And apparently she didn't realize that her ass wasn't so tiny either.
I know this because she liked to wear thongs. Really tiny thongs. I knew just exactly how tiny because she liked to bend over a lot, don't get excited boys, it wasn't a great look for her. She also was pretty lazy with the hedge trimming because her front reminded me of one of the ZZ Top members trying to wear a surgeon's mask. It just kinda spilled over...
She wasn't the epitome of what one would think a Disney Princess should look like. But then again it's really hard to find a good Jasmine, or a good Aladdin for that matter.
Speaking of which. Working at Disney is a magical experience. You get to see and do amazing things. You also get your childhood illusions completely shattered. If Jasmine's hairy ass isn't enough, try catching Prince Charming and Aladdin sucking face next to the meat hooks which hold up all the seven dwarf heads. Or listen to Cinderella bitch on her cell phone to her boyfriend about working overtime while chain smoking. Dreams really do come true!
BTW since I'm not working tomorrow, today IS my Friday... Shamrock Shake here I come!!!
So A's crazy "Bush Lady" story reminded me of some weird locker room extremes I have experienced. To share I have to go way back into the year 2002 when I worked at Walt Disney World.
No matter who you are at WDW you are considered a "cast member" and are given a costume to wear at work. I worked in the Magic Kingdom on Main Street U.S.A. in one of the biggest stores on property. Keeping with the turn of the century theme we all had horribly ugly old fashioned costumes. Mine consisted of a teal and brown plaid full length skirt and a off-white blouse with extremely puffy sleeves. To top off my humiliation I wore a bright pink bow tie.
For whatever reason Disney was concerned that us lowly "cast members" would want to keep these costumes. Maybe they thought I'd be all the rage at the local bars. Anyway, to circumvent mass thievery we were not allowed to take the costumes home with us, they checked our belongings before we left each day.
Therefore we each got a locker in a huge changing room in the tunnels underneath the Magic Kingdom. Yes the myth is true. The themepark is actually on the second story of the complex. And yes the tunnels stink and are slightly flooded in parts.
Two or three lockers over from mine was Princess Jasmine. Well, one of the many girls who played her. She wasn't a very good Jasime, she was kinda pale and did not have the stomach tone required to pull of the midriff baring Arabian costume she wore. And apparently she didn't realize that her ass wasn't so tiny either.
I know this because she liked to wear thongs. Really tiny thongs. I knew just exactly how tiny because she liked to bend over a lot, don't get excited boys, it wasn't a great look for her. She also was pretty lazy with the hedge trimming because her front reminded me of one of the ZZ Top members trying to wear a surgeon's mask. It just kinda spilled over...
She wasn't the epitome of what one would think a Disney Princess should look like. But then again it's really hard to find a good Jasmine, or a good Aladdin for that matter.
Speaking of which. Working at Disney is a magical experience. You get to see and do amazing things. You also get your childhood illusions completely shattered. If Jasmine's hairy ass isn't enough, try catching Prince Charming and Aladdin sucking face next to the meat hooks which hold up all the seven dwarf heads. Or listen to Cinderella bitch on her cell phone to her boyfriend about working overtime while chain smoking. Dreams really do come true!
BTW since I'm not working tomorrow, today IS my Friday... Shamrock Shake here I come!!!
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