I worked at the Tower of Terror at Walt Disney World, which was a surprisingly flashlight-intensive job. We were supplied flashlights, but many of us bought our own because the communal flashlights got broken or stolen often. It struck me funny that I’d drive to work in the blinding Florida sun, walk from the parking lot through a spotlessly clean, sun-drenched theme park, then spend eight hours in a simulation of a dark, dilapidated hotel on a rainy evening.
Still, it’s better than working at Rock ‘n’ Roller Coaster, the ride next door, which is a simulation of a parking garage and the alley behind said parking garage.
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