Wandering Aimlessly

My Final Week on Program:

Monday
It was so long ago, I can't remember what I did. That makes me sad. I'll come back to Monday.

Tuesday
I didn't have to work until 2, so I went to Animal Kingdom Lodge to check my parents in. After that, Heather and I went to Wal*Mart to make copies of pictures and whatnot. When I walked in the door, Andrea handed me the phone. It was my manager, asking me to come into work early. Again. Lol. By this point, it's become a joke. I'm either called in on my day off, called in early, or asked to stay late constantly. And he knows I'll do it. So I did. Then I spent my entire break showing and looking at pictures of CFTC with Jessica and Stephen. That was lots of fun. Mom, Dad and Jess (to avoid confusion, Jess=sister, Jessica=friend) came to visit me at work. They videotaped me at my register, woohoo, fun stuff. I had to close, but we finished really quickly. Jess met me back at Pizza Planet, and I brought her back to Vista Way.

Jess, her roommate Amanda, Jessica and I then went to the Roxy. We met Heather, Jamie, Jamie's roommate, Diana and Diana's friends there. It was a good time. We danced, drank Diet Cokes, and basically just had fun. We each got boys dirty dancing with us, which was almost laugh-able. My boy (who I couldn't see because he was behind me the whole time) had zero rhythm. Now, I'm not the world's most coordinated dancer, but I can usually keep a beat. Lol. Then we went upstairs to spy upon the VIP section from above, do a little star-searching. Nada.

(Update: The next day at work, Diana informed me that one Mr. JC Chasez was in attendence that very night, as she was shown his car by a bouncer and saw the gaggle of girls waiting for him to come out, but none of us had been aware at the time. Damnit.)

Got home at 3:00.

Wednesday
Got up super-duper early to meet my family at Animal Kingdom Lodge for breakfast, and then over to Animal Kingdom. Didn't have to work until 2 again, so I had the whole morning. We got to the park right in time to see the Lion King Show (actually titled "Festival of the Lion King"), which is my favorite show. Oh, I love it so much. Very glad I got to see it one last time. We went from there right into the Tarzan Show (actually titled "Tarzan Rocks"), which I also love very much. We ran into Tonya, who was working the show. She sat us in VIP, which was quite exciting. <.g> Billy was the lead singer, which was great, because he's my favorite. And Tarzan was good. I was impressed. Very glad I got to see it one last time. I got one last frozen coffee at Safari Coffee (my old home in 2000), and then off to work. Turns out Stephen had called me in early again, but I hadn't been home to get the call. <.giggle>

That night, Jessica, Diana, Brandi, Doris, Joan and I (aka the CP's) went out to dinner at Chili's with Jill, Christina, Laura and Stephen (aka the managers). It was seriously one of the best nights of my program. They put us in one of those big booths, but Laura made us sit minors at one end and "majors" at the other, which stuck Diana and I with all the managers. Heehee. There were two-for-one drinks, too, which was excellent. We chatted for three hours, and ate some food in that time, too. Our waitress was a bit aggrevated with our lateness, but whatever. We were having fun.

After dinner, we went outside and got our picture taken, and then Jill and Stephen told us no one could move, and the took off running towards their cars. They came back carrying bags for the four of us who were leaving, which then made most of us cry. That was the sweetest thing ever. <.sniff>

Thursday
Last day. My manager told me on Wednesday that he wanted me to come in at noon instead of four. I spent the morning packing, and then went in to work. SADNESS! I was on register for the last time. I had to work until 9, which was a bummer on my last day (only two or three people work that late, and closing busing is the crappiest job). Ah well. Then I got my very first reprimand ever, which was the suckiest way to end a program I can think of. Revenue said that last Wednesday my bank was $29 over what my paperwork said it was, which I don't think is right. You count your money, then input it into the computer, which matches what you input with your sales. If your bank matches the computer within $5, you print the paperwork, sign it, put it in the deposit bag and send it to revenue. My bank matched the computer, but now they're saying it didn't. I would have had to make a mistake in cash handling during the day, and then make the SAME mistake in counting my money (which I count twice) in order for my count to match the computer but be off by revenue. Which is why I think there's a mistake in revenue's computer. Jill didn't make me sign the reprimand, so I didn't officially get it, but it's still on my record card that I have a cash handling infraction, which SUCKS. To put things in perspective, EVERYTHING you do is on the record card, every time you call in sick, every time you're late, everything. In two years, I called in sick once (in 2000), forgot to clock out once (in May), and then this. Most people's record cards are like 8 pages long. Mine had three lines. So grrr. I want Jill or Stephen to look into that reprimand, but I don't know if they will. Anyway. I said goodbye to everyone, which was hard.

After work, it was the last Margaritaville/Blue Stone Circle outing. Heather, Michelle and I had a bit of a time getting to Margaritaville, but we finally made it. Everyone was there, and I'm going to forget people, but here's who I remember: Carolyn, Heather, Amy, Michelle, Jen, Lisa, Luis, Joaquin... okay, there were lots more. Help, C? Anyway. Heather started crying, which made me start crying, which was a bad thing. But we all sang and danced one last time, and then headed home. Really, really late. We had to finish packing, so we didn't get to bed until about 4, I think.

Friday
Move-out day. Had to get up at 6:30 to pack up the car and finish up the last-minute cleaning, as our inspection was between 8 and 9. There was more crying, some videotaping, and a few pictures taken, which I'm a bit scared to see. It was bad. Bad, bad, bad. I drove to Animal Kingdom Lodge, crying the entire time. I met my family and unloaded half of the back seat so everyone could fit. Then we headed over to MGM so I could drop off my last costumes and pick up my evaluation. The minute I walked into Pizza Planet, Jessica and Brandi, who were both on register, burst into tears. That, of course, made me cry. Again. So we said our good-byes again, and then Stephen came out. Big hug and more tears. He told me that if he's not managing at TSPP come Christmas or Thanksgiving or whenever I go back to visit, he's going to make sure I get to work in his location. That made me sad, too. He took me back to get my evaluation, and then it was good-bye for real. <.sigh>

We (my family and I) went to Who Wants to Be a Millionaire: Play It, then went through One Man's Dream again, which is probably one of my favorite things at MGM. Chronicles Walt Disney's life. Very cool. We then ate at Backlot Express, and then off to Magic Kingdom. We rode Space Mountain, Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin, and Big Thunder Mountain. It poured rain and we got drenched, so we headed back to the hotel a little soggy.

And so ends my Summer 2002 Walt Disney College Program.