I was in a college class (poetry workshop) with a kid who worked as a Disney mascot. He said it was a horrible job. The costumes were really hot and you had to be happy all the time...even when some of the kids were being evil and trying to drop lit matches into the eye holes of the costume. I recall he wrote a poem entited, Nobody Dies at Disneyland. It was pretty creepy.

Sorry, this is not a rant..just some useless trivia. smirk