I was too tired to do this last night...Fantasmic! training was super taxing last night. So I'm doing it now.
Lowlights:
-I showed up early to meet my trainer, only to discover that my trainer had been scheduled somewhere else. So I did all my parade and HSM training...by myself!
-I worked the redirect position for HSM: basically I held the rope closed, opened it for the float, closed it back up, then reopened it when it was safe. And those ropes are FRIGGING SHARP. I not only gouged my pointer finger and thumb open, but I projectile bled! Luckily, I realized fast enough to hide that hand behind my back until the guests went by.
-The first show of Fantasmic! was canceled because of the weather...people were unhappy.
Highlights:
-I was supergreeting with a guy named Rian, and he mentioned how great it was that I could recognize the people I had talked to earlier. It can be hard to do that sometimes...
-Because Fantasmic! was canceled, I got to see the 6-minute rain show version, called "A Taste of Fantasmic!". It rarely plays, so I was actually pretty pumped about it.
-My trainer met up with me before Fantasmic!, and she was the best trainer I've had all week.
-I am officially checked out to work Fantasmic! Yay!
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Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
WTF. That just happened.
I was distracted or something, I don't know, and my foot hit the pedal. The next thing I knew, the needle make a clunking sound and I thought "Crap! I broke a needle on my sister's machine! She's gonna kill me!"
Then I noticed the tip of the needle was halfway through my finger, and a piece of thread was festooning from it like a banner.
Needless to say, I freaked out. My whole family is gone for Thanksgiving, so I'm home alone. So I frantically called P, but he was at work, so I left a message that came out "Uh...I sewed myself...it's okay...I'm not bleeding...much..." Then I called friends until I got ahold of Joey, and talked to her until I calmed down. I never really started screaming or crying, it was just that panic.
That, and pulling thread through an open wound is never a fun game.
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