Happiest Place on Earth

If you don't already know, i work at Disneyland. You should come visit me! i am a hostess at Taste Pilot's Grill. That is in California Adventure, right next to Soaring Over California. its fun. a lot of funny things happen at work. i've always loved watching people at disneyland because, lets face it, there are some strange people at disneyland, but now, i get to talk to them! its quite exciting. if you're planning on visiting me at work, there are a few things you should know before hand. first of all, you better be a fan of john denver. i can't tell you how many times Leaving on a Jetplane plays over the sound system. i basically start singing whenever it comes on...which i'm sure is annoying...but i just can't help it! you must also be wary of beer guy. i gave him this name because he always comes in to buys beers. i kid you not, he has come in the last four times i've worked. and one night, he sat in the restaurant for hours and kept getting up and ordering more budweiser (i would think that if you were as heavy a drinker as he, you would want to be getting bud light, because, let's face it, he's not the skinniest man i've ever seen). i just don't understand beer guy at all. if you're paying for admission into a theme park so you can sit in a restaurant and buy beer for disney prices, why not just go to a store and get it for a lot cheaper and drink it sitting on your coach...which i'm sure is a little more comfortable than the chairs at TPG. moving on, please, if you are planning on visiting me, don't complain about the touch screen computers. they are not that hard to figure out. and make sure you order what you want too...it's annoying when we make people's food and they're surprised at what they get. for example, one woman who shall remain nameless (mainly due to the fact that i don't know her name) ordered a cheeseburger. when i gave it to her, she told me i had gotten her order wrong. i replied, i'm sorry ma'am, what did you want? she said she wanted a cheeseburger (at this point i'm very confused) i informed her that she had a cheeseburger in front of her...after some more conversation i was able to identify the problem. what she wanted, was a cheeseburger, sans burger. ie, grilled cheese sandwhich. that's all i feel like writing today.

tomorrow: National French Toast Day