All 3 entries tagged Disney

Neuroses Vent

I think I need to have a rant.

I had my Disney interview today for the 6-month Grad program I'm applying for starting in October. It was absolutely fine, but by the end of the day I just felt soooooo drained and tired and really really cranky and I couldn't really figure out why.

Admittedly yes, I was dragging a very heavy wheelie bag with my revision gear in (that I didn't look at all day) all the way around London, and everyone on the Tube is just so fucking rude, and I was wearing 3-in stilettos all day, but I felt more mentally drained than anything. It was like my head had become 5 times too heavy for my neck to support it.

I decided that my poor overthinking brain had gone into overdrive. I have the 2 hardest exams of my life in 3 days' time, and even though I've already had 2 exams and that normally settles me in and I'm calm as a cucumber, my previous GCSE/A-Level habit of panicking and becoming increasingly neurotic has made an unwelcome reappearance.

It's not even like I'm just worrying about the exams. As someone rightly pointed out on my previous entry, they are just exams, and unless I do something seriously stupid I should get a 2:1 no problem. No, my exam stress has opened a path for me to obsess about everything else as well. I have boy problems that are so extremely complicated they do my nut in, I am panicking about my career (which, if I get Disney, is not something I even need to worry about for 6 months), I'm worrying about money (and then doing nothing about it), I'm worrying about graduating at the same time as I'm looking forward to it...

Etc, etc. I am well aware that all of this is utterly pointless neuroses but that doesn't seem to stop me fretting. And it's bloody difficult to concentrate on the 2 killer exams, even when you have the Fear, when there's so much fucking else going on in your head. 

: 27 May 2007 11:25 |  Tags: Disney PDP |  Comments (0) |  Close comments |  Report a problem

The March Towards Mickey…

Well well well, say hello to Mickey's latest bitch. I got the Disney job and I'm going to FLORIDA!!!

I found out at 10pm on a Thursday evening and nearly screamed the flat down – I certainly woke up the kids I'd fought so hard to get into bed, but who gives a fuck. Yes – I'm going to be working every hour God sends. Yes – I'm going to be paid a pittance. But…the prospect of going to live in the United States for 3 months, in the Florida sunshine, with people from all over the world, working for a massive (corporate Satan?) company…it gives me such a thrill.

I might be whoring myself out to a corporate giant but you know what? I don't give a fuck, I'm going to Florida.

I warn you now this is my standard answer in any argument which I am losing!

My mum is thrilled as it has sealed my position as her finest excuse for a holiday. The Boy…well, let's just say thrilled isn't the word I'd use. This one's gonna be a tough one to muddle through.

Still…June 4th…WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

: 19 Apr 2006 22:30 |  Tags: Disney |  Comments (0) |  Close comments |  Report a problem

Mickey Mouse and my adventures in the Tube System of Doom

So my 48 hours in the London area triggered off the Parisian that seems to have been growing inside me without my knowledge. It started the ULTIMATE BATTLE:

This

versus

This

It is that most highly anticipated of fights – Transport for London against RATP, the Tube against the météor – the London Underground versus the Paris Metropolitain.

What started this train of thought? Well, I couldn't really put my finger on it. Was it when I tried to use the ticket Mum bought me the night before to save time and I couldn't cos it wasn't the 16th any more?

Was it when I paid 3 sodding quid for a single ticket?

Maybe when I had to wait 15 minutes for a train to arrive in rush hour?

Or was it when I hopped on the Tube to go to Disney HQ in Hammersmith only for a polite female voice to announce that "this is the Circle line". Circle? What happened to the District Line?! Why the bloody hell do trains from 2 different lines arrive on the same platform!!!

Like I said, the Parisian inside me has burst forth to do what Parisians do best – moan about pretty much anything. But don't get me wrong. I was born in London. Over a decade in Yorkshire has made me slightly wary of its aura of pollution and £10 coffees but time in Paris has brought back some of my affection for the place. Also, as a French student, it is my duty to love them. But come on guys, the Tube is a joke compared to the Metro which is: Faster. More frequent. More reliable. More extensive. More flexible (tickets are valid until they're used, not on one day). And did I mention it's 3 times cheaper?

OK, that's more than enough French praise for one entry. Did I mention a bar tried to charge me over £10 for a vodka & coke last weekend?

Anyways…back to my encounter with His Disneyness, Sir Mickey of Mouse. The day was great fun. The 90-minute presentation at the start had all the marketing gloss that you would expect from the marketing monolith that is Disney but by God it did the job. Everyone, including me, was foaming at the mouth by the end. I've never been so excited at the prospect of working 40 hours a week in my life. Interview was OK (and almost French-free…) Now follows a 2-week wait before I find out if I have beaten the 10–1 odds and get to go to Florida for 3 months. Keep your fingers crossed – this is my one chance in a lifetime to get a tan, I need 3 months of sunshine exposure to get beyond the lily-white stage.

: 18 Mar 2006 23:56 |  Tags: Disney |  Comments (4) |  Close comments |  Report a problem