Last Tuesday my co-worker and I started an impromptu basketball game outside of Agrabah and got dozens of kids involved and playing around which was incredible one of my managers saw and was really impressed, then I got rotated to Bwana Bob's (for those of you not in the Disney know- a cart thats right as you walk into Adventureland) and got to play with a bubble gun once again gathering tons of little pirates and princesses around me. Almost that whole Tuesday I was thinking I can't believe I get paid for this, the rest of that Tuesday I was thinking kill me now, I was sick from some horrid combination of heat exhaustion and dehydration maybe sleep deprivation I don't know but whatever it was as soon as I got off stage I became a zombie and finally did reach the pinnacle of heat exhaust (no graphic language necessary) crashing when I got home.
I finally got my flag which felt like a little piece of home. Which unfortunately I've needed, now I don't think the term homesick applies because every time I walk into any Disney park I feel like I'm at home, but is it possible to be life-sick? I think that's a more appropriate term if you'll allow me to create it. I miss being an NC State student. I miss Chinese delivery places still being open at 11:30 ( I'm lookin at you Orlando Citrus' Garden). I even miss engineering classes, with all the nerdy jokes and mental challenges. Also: there are a lot of girls in the Disney College Program, which in retrospect I should have been prepared for but oh well, I'll just have to learn to hang out with large groups girls again(something I haven't needed to do ,outside of guard which doesn't count, since middle school). I also miss my friends, horribly in fact. But, fortunately its getting easier every passing day so one day at a time is my motto. Yesterday at work I got a big help in the life-sick department in the way of an NC State fan that came down to Disney World since he and his wife were already in Orlando for the UCF game later today, I greeted him with a louder then intended Go Pack! and we talked for a minute which helped more then you can imagine.
The epic of the Chinese Food Delivery:
One dark and quite late evening Abby and I were the only ones home
We decided that Chinese food sounded amazing and we were going to order it
However, in Orlando there are no Chinese places open at 11:30
So we tried again the following night at a slightly earlier time
This time the phone was answered
"Citrus Garden, I can help you"
"Hi, yes I'd like to place an order for delivery"
"Ok where you live"
"Chatham Court, I mean Chatham Square, one of the Disney College Program Apartments"
"Ok Patterson Court"
"No no Chatham Square"
"Ok Patterson Court"
"No Chatham Square"
"Ok I got you, what you want to order"
We Ordered our chicken (hopefully)
"Ok Thank you"
*Click*
Abby looks up and laughs,
Informing me that she didn't tell us the total or how long it would be
Also we were pretty sure it was going to the wrong apartments,
"We're never getting our Chinese food"
"Nope"
but after a half hour and yet another fiasco with payment since we needed to put it on a debit card
we finally got our Chinese food,
It was delicious
There were no Fortune cookies
We're pretty sure he took them out of the bag when we had the card fiasco.
End
I have glow training this week, which is exciting since it means watching the parades and Fireworks every night. Every time I go to a park as a guest I have to remember that I'm not in costume and therefore approaching strangers looking at a map and offering to give them instructions to whatever they may be trying to find may be construed as creepy. Also, greeting every little girl who has visited the Bippity-Boppity-Botique with a hello princess, also can be creepy. Oh, for those of you unfamiliar with the Disney point, we as cast members are not allowed to point with one finger, its either a two finger point ( not like a gun) or a whole hand gesture. I will never point normally again.
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