This is me, working at The Disney Store in Gwinnett Place Mall in 1992. This reflects my current mood of aggravated and tired. See the companion piece on commonterry.com for 8/29/2011.
Believe me, I was extremely tired and aggravated at the time, although I might not look it. I was tired of being in that place, listening to the same Disney songs over and over and over and over and over again, and aggravated with the people who let their kids come in there and just completely destroy the place. Stores in the mall always closed at 9p, but we were always in there until like 2am cleaning up and rebuilding everything afterwards. And that rancid uniform. It looks awful, but it was a billion times worse having to wear it.
All the about being said, though, I met a lot of awesome people working at the Disney Store, and I learned a lot about business and customer service. But Disney is a very controlling and strict company to work for, and I didn’t enjoy a lot of the ways they sought to crush the individuality out of all of their employees.
