Well I guess the Journal deserves a conclusion of My Very Last Day/s, even if I would rather be back in Vista writing this. OK, so I'm currently able to use DECENT internet from my amazingly comfortable double bed, but right now I would give that, the bacon sandwiches, the roast I'm to have tonight, just to be back there for a little bit longer... The End
Still, I can't, so might as well get on with the update.
Wednesday: Last day at work! I did pretty much all my clothes packing, leaving my wardrobe depressingly empty, then got the F Bus in uniform for the Very Last Time. Got into work and had to exchange some presents so snuck out into Princess room to find Amy already finished and doing her present shopping, Jordan skiving off being a line guide, and Charlotte away from her register. The last day had officially begun. Did all my exchanges then went to pawn them off onto Amy so I didn't have to drag them to Buffalo's later that night. Got a fair few stickers from Charlotte then went to clock in for the Last Ever Time. Hung about in the break time for as long as possible before getting my last assignment, putting me in good old Carnival. Was working with Stewart at first, though, and then Marie, so that was cool. I think they were being nice to us on our last day, and not making us work with all the new CPs with all their questions. (Seriously, I know I'd worked with tills before so was slightly more used to the system, but they do seem to ask a ridiculous amount of questions with Very Obvious answers. There is No Need). Anyway few hours whizzed by as there was barely time to think- trade seems to have perked up again. Unfortunately this meant no time to make the most of it being our last day by doing naff all.
Then came break and my last trip to cast McDonalds for mm-mm Chicken Strips. My arteries are probably half as wide as when I started working here... Managed to stretch out breaktime over a good 45 minutes or so of break with Claire, Rachel, Krystina, Raul and later Artan all there. Most of whom were not actually on break. WOD really does suck your work ethic from you. Went back downstairs to be told by Ena that I was closing registers, which means I can't remember who my Last Guest Ever was, as I was more excited about going on break at the time and thought I'd be back on registers later. Still, time flies when you're closing so that was fine. Was really weird though as at one point I was out back counting registers then half of the ICP crew leaving came in to clock out. Charlotte was actually in tears, bless her. It was really, really surreal, watching them leave for the last time. And then all they got from a manager was 'well... good luck... been nice having you... we'll miss you... bye'. The other day Robert (another of the umpteen managers we have here) said good luck and bye to Ben and Jennifer who are leaving on Thursday. The looks exchanged between the rest of us could kill. I think he noticed. Oh well.
So, pulled a couple more registers and then the store proved too busy to take any more, so Lynette took me out back for my final evaluation. She was all like 'I can't believe you're going, I thought you had longer, etc', and then was really sweet about how well I'd done at the job, how good I was with guests, etc. I think she may have me confused with someone else, but not complaining as my overall evaluation came out as 'exceeds expectations', which is quite impressive considering my 45 minute breaks and Disney Expectations from customer service. I'll certainly be making sure future employers see it from now on anyway! (Also, how I got 'meets expectations' for attendance I'll never know considering I got my first reprimand for skiving on Sunday (4 days of in 30 days- you're allowed 3)... Although apparently only getting one reprimand is a pretty good achievement for ICPs, so score!)
Finally finished the day on doors in EDR (not quite as fun (or bad, depending on how you look at it) as being on doors in one of the other rooms as there are less people begging you to get in that you get to turn down for being so silly as to think that we'll make a special exception for them, and let them in 1 1/2 hours after store close. Read the opening times people!). Then Rachel and I both finished. Clocking out for the last time was weird. I printed off my last ever bump out slip, and the last ever picture of Mickey saying 'Thank you for helping make the magic', said goodbye to a few people, and then that was it. Out the door for the last time. Goodbye WOD. Much as I moaned about how much I couldn't be bothered with work, the hours, the guests... a lot of stuff... I'm really going to miss that place. Especially the people. But trying to put on a brave face, the two of us went off to Buffalo to meet up with the lucky ones who finished earlier. I was able to leave my sexy $20 Wal*Mart trainers in the Cast Building changing room which felt a little weird. Had to pay $10 to get into Buffalo because we're u-21 for ONE HOUR of bar time left. I hate being under 21- one plus about being back in the UK I suppose. Buffalo was much fun, with pretty much all of the work crew being there, and Charlotte and Amy dancing along to Spice Up Your Life... a good way to finish our last night as Disney Cast Members. Went home to Vista on the F bus for the last time, said goodbye to Darren, which was weird as it didn't feel like a 'we may never see you again' type goodbye at all, more of a 'we'll see you tomorrow, but say nice things right now anyway'. Sad though, as while he's a Brit at heart, he now goes to university in Utah so we're pretty much guaranteed to never see him again. I hate goodbyes.
Thursday morning came all too soon. Picked up our Last Ever Paychecks bright and early (I got up at 8 to do this. 8. Ridiculous) then went to cast them at Vista Credit Union. Got a nice amount of money. However, most of this went on last minute purchases, as our (Heather, Charlotte T's, mine and Alicia's, anyway) next stop was Magic Kingdom to soak up the atmosphere one last time. Went on the front seat of the monorail, naturally, got another co-pilot's license (I'll be a fully fledged monorail driver one day), and then roamed the Kingdom. First we got photos taken infront of the castle- the obligatory Tinkerbell in hand photo (which they must have suddenly just made possible for everyone again, as up until recently you had to beg them to do it for you), and then a photo of us jumping outside the castle which has to be my favourite photo of the entire trip. One of the photopass people even commented on how cute an idea it was when we went to get them printed off afterwards. Maybe I have a new career ahead in photopass photography? Actually, that would be pretty cool. Now all I need is my green card.
We then went to Pinnochio's Village House for some pizza (SO good), then went to Toontown to see if the photos had come out yet. They hadn't. Went to Tomorrowland so Alicia could get her book back from her workmates (it's like a tradition to buy an autograph book and get all your friends to write in it so you can read back over their messages and tear up in years to come). We then backtracked to Fantasyland for a round on the teacups, some of Mrs. Pott's ice-cream, and Philharmagic as our Last Ride, which signalled the start of the last day tears. We then went to Fronteirland, where Heather sent Alicia into Splash to buy her some Splash Mountain pyjamas (she worked in the photo shop there, and didn't want to go in herself and have to say goodbye again, understandably). Then it was a last look at Fronteirland before we made our way to Main Street (ie The Emporium) and did some last minute shopping both there and in the photopass shop. And then it was time to go. By this time we were running later that we'd intended, and had graduation in two hours, so decided to get a taxi as the A bus can take an hour to get us home and much changing and preparing was needed for our last night together! So we got back to Vista quickly enough and it was time for a quick shower and general change, before heading off to the Commons for our Graduation.
Graduation basically involved getting our social security numbers, a certificate, free drinks and of course OUR GRADUATION EARS/ meeting Graduation Mickey. But after that we felt a bit crowded, so after much photo taking we decided it was about time to head off to Magic Kingdom. Got ourselves to Chatham to find an A Bus waiting, and a whole crew- people I haven't seen properly since the airport, etc- got on it. We got to Magic Kingdom just in time for Spectro, but seeing as none of us are really fans of that parade we made the most of it by using the time to get our names embroided (for free- they must've lost so much profit that night!) on the back of our hats, get some more photopass photos/ fudge/ ice cream, etc. And then it was time to get into position for Wishes...
My God, I know Wishes makes you cry, but not that much. At first it was a few tears trickling down my face. But then that damn Hercules song started playing. I can go the distance. And that was it. We (well, Charlottes I and T, myself and Alicia- Heather and other Charlotte (these were the only members of the group we hadn't managed to lose by this point!- were stoical and just watched the fireworks, goddam them) were pretty much hysterical. Really, really sad. And then we all split up for a last time as Charlotte I wanted some photos infront of the castle, but Charlotte T wanted some last minute gifts, so we headed our separate ways, myself with Charlotte T. We made our way through the Emporium for the last time, and then ended up in the centre of Town Square, right at the bottom of Main Street. And for ages we just stood there, silent, staring at the castle at the top of main street, where it all began. It was just too hard to turn around quite yet. But eventually, and strangely in unison (it really was a very surreal night) we made our way out under the railroad for the very last time, back to the reality of the joyless queue to get out of the park. Our very last monorail ride to the TTC, our very last A Bus (and any bus) trip home, and a silent walk back to our apartments. I then sat in my apartment for ages, not wanting it to be the next day because that meant it was time to go home. Unfortunately the need for sleep eventually won out, and bedtime it was.
Friday rolled around. I got up early, did my last minute packing in a mad rush. Cleaned out the apartment and was informed that our transport had arrived an hour early, which made the rush even madder. Then people started leaving our apartment so it was a huge last hug goodbye, which was horrible, and then another dash around to make sure we had everything. Said goodbye to my sexy costume, then had a last look around 3408 before dragging our suitcases to the clubhouse- a much easier task than the first time as I'd swapped the broken ones with the parentals for working ones when they'd visited. And then it was our final goodbyes with those who were going on later flights or off visiting other areas of the country- the Amys, Karen, Kate, Charlotte I. That was horrible, especially Amy considering how much time we've spent together both in and out of WOD the last few weeks. And then it was time to leave Vista for the very last time :(
Thankfully, for us checking in went smoothly. I feel so sorry for anyone who was supposed to be on the later Gatwick flight as it was delayed for 24 hours because of technical faults- pretty shocking for a major company like Virgin IMO, especially as there must be so many people on there needing to get back for school/uni tomorrow, let alone normal work. Charlotte T, Heather, Alicia, Danielle, Charlotte C and I all waited around together in the airport lounge until it was time for Charlotte T and I to go and wait for our flight to board. More horrible, horrible goodbyes. But we found Jordan in the waiting area for our flight and planned the story that Charlotte's to sell to the Daily Mail for NO LESS than £30,000 should he fulfill his dream of being on BB9 next year. Affair on the catwalk and amongst the snowglobes in Cindy's Closet. You read it here first.
Leaving everyone at the airport was so hard- I kinda felt sorry for all our parents as we were all in floods of tears about having to be home, not quite the welcome they'd expected, I'm sure! England is so COLD. And so GREY. I swear the view from our house was not so dull before I left, but apparently nothing's changed. It was enough to make me want to jump right back on the next plane to Orlando. At that point I could work for $6.67 for the rest of my life, so long as I could escape this place. Unfortunately immigration would have something to say about that, so I'm still here...
And that was that. Amy's Disney Adventure came to an ending. And she lived happily ever after...