Sleep_For_Dummies

Yeah, we had a kid shit himself in the sky-tubes and then take off his diaper and then continue to crawl around up there. I was lucky enough to be tasked with wrangling up the little naked shit-covered kid AND going on a search-and-destroy mission for all of the shit-streaks he left in the tubes.

Then I went and got a new job the next day.

edit: Obligitory thanks for the gold! The experience that I had as a 16-year-old has now officially paid off.

And how! I like to pretend that what really happened was that when I realized that it was going to be my responsibility to clean the tubes rather than the parents', I simply handed the cleaning materials to my manager and walked out.

But I didn't. I crawled on my hands and knees and cleaned the poo. But the poo led me to a wonderful job to work the rest of the time I was in high school.

I could handle it a lot better now, but I was 16 then. Honestly I didn't hate it.

I enjoyed being Chuck and dancing on stage...I enjoyed helping kids who got screwed 'cause the machine ate their coins or jammed their tickets...I enjoyed eating discounted CEC pizza.

One of my biggest problems I had was that the Showroom Attendants got paid more than we did, PLUS tips from the parties, AND we had to cover their sections while they were doing parties. Never saw any of that cheddar even though I always knocked a Chuck performance out of the park.

But the poop...that broke something inside of me. I went and got a job at KBToys the next day. I worked there until they went out of business. I would still work there if they hadn't. To this day it holds the title of best job ever.