I got into my job at disney after the first month. I decided to make the best of it and everytime the characters "went for hunny" i entertained the crowd so they would not be bored for the ten minuts. I did things liuke place my hat on my shoe and flip it up on my head, told jokes like "there is a new fastpass system for the character lines. All you do is take out a 20 dollar bill and write fastpass on it and you get to the head." which they laughed at, or do a few magic tricks i learned at downtown disney. Everyone loved it, the other attendants, my captin, the characters, and most of all the guests. The only ones who did not like it were the managers of the park. I was called into the office to talk about my antics. They told me i was being too entertaining and was destracting from the characters. I called that bullshit and they did not seem to like that. I explained that the department i was in was entertainment. I was just doing my job. They told me to knock it off or i would be suspended. Great. the one thing that was making me kinda happy (yes more happy then the 12 hour days, 5 days a week, making only 150 a week). So i was bleek, boring, and dull. Then the reviews came around and told me to be more lively. I was like "WHAT THE FUCK?" So from then on i did whatever the fuck i wanted and did not care about my bosses. However i was too entertaining because when i was trying to limbo under one of the ropeswith a guest, i dislocated my left knee. This started the part of my job that i call being so bored i want to comit suicide. More on the boring ass jobs they made me do as a disabled worker next time. How they treated me like shit because i was disabled next time. And more on my physical theropy and mean ass doctors next time.