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More Pics of Gold

I got a few more pictures of Gold sans windshield. They’re online now in the gallery

A Brilliant Pair… of days

It’s been pretty difficult to shake my current good mood. I’ve also noticed I’m starting to pick up some words and phrases from our Guests and other Cast.

Today this guy asked me, “So how do we get to Epcot, do we just stay on the bloody thing?” That kinda caught me off-guard. Fortunately I didn’t laugh in his face, I answered him. “Cheers!”

Another guy flipped me off with the two-finger up-yours salute. It didn’t even phase me. It was getting a little busy so I put the rope up between cars 4 and 5. I’m working car 5 greet. He’s pushing a stroller and wants to get into 4B. I gestured towards the back of the train. “Right this way, sir.”

“Well, can’t I just get in there?” he asks.

“We’ll get you on the next one sir, right over here.”

“Why can’t I… argh,” he trailed off and the doors and gates started to close. He muttered something else and flipped me off.

“We don’t hold the trains here very long, sir.” I explained.

Not more than a minute later the next train arrived and someone in his party patted him on the back. I didn’t get an apology. We dispatched his train just as quickly–I hope he appreciated it.

Later on during the exit, a couple was standing in front of me holding a young child. Probably just a few months old. The baby was gorgeous, and staring at me with her bright blue eyes while sucking on a pacifier. It kinda creeped me out. I figure the she either thought I looked like some of the other babies she knows. “Wow, what a big baby,” she may have thought of me. [I'm bald, remember, like she and her baby buddies.]

I like going downstairs and supergreeting when there are enough cast on the platform. It’s fun. I get to yell at the people climbing over the fence between exterior and lagoon. “Go back the way you came!” That’s the best part, making them climb back over

Yesterday we were waiting a while for a train and then I had to bump this one family with a double stroller so I could get a guest using a wheelchair on board. They were really cool about it, and the one guy started eating a pastry they got on Main Street. It was a mess.

I went looking in the firebox and found a clean rag. I walk up next to him: “Hey, I got you something.” His family started laughing. “That’s the Disney Experience right there,” he said, and thanked me while he wiped off his hands and face. )

Convertible Gold

Yesterday, following Hurricane Wilma, we still had some pretty high winds around central Florida. Gusts were up in the 40mph range locally. Unfortunately I wasn’t there to see this, but someone was nice enough to supply some photos

I’m told Gold was headed down from the Contemporary to TTC on the resort beam with the back cab (cab 1) vent windows open. Apparently a gust of wind blew the cab’s windshield out partially and it had to be removed on-stage to be safe to go to shop. Click the image for a couple more pictures.

We’re On a First-name Basis?

I spent this weekend at the Food & Wine Festival at Epcot and had a great time dodging Wilma’s onslaught of feeder bands.

Now I’m back at my computer entering all of my transactions into my Quicken register like a good boy and I notice something odd:

All of my receipts include the cashier cast member’s full name.

This not just the ones using the little Palm-based terminals but in the permanent restaurants as well. Is this necessary? Am I the first to notice?

It’s probably a by-product of the company’s use of SAP and some sort of consolidation of HR data and point-of-sale logins. However, there should be a short-name field (perhaps the nametag field?) that should be merged to appear on receipts. I certainly don’t need to know the last name of the cast member that sold me a ramekin of soup in Canada.

Surprise, surprise

Last night Maribeth was following me through Westgate closing the zippers on my backpack that I left hanging open. “You’re not worried about stuff falling out?!” I didn’t have much in there really because I just used it to carry my costume in to work, which I left in my locker.

We sat in the breakroom inventorying my backpack while waiting to clock out. I went through each pocket and zipperred pouch one-by-one. I skipped the two outer pockets because someone else was at our table.

While I was talking to Mike, Maribeth pulled my backpack over and opened up one of the two outer pockets. Nothing. Then she opened the second one and stuck her hand in. She found something, gave a funny look, pulled it out and realized she was holding two condoms . Hahaha she turned bright red and shoved them back in my bag, giggling wildly.

“Why didn’t you stop me?” she asked, still laughing. Because it was funny, that’s why!