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Was anyone asking me? Probably not.

I know the animatronic supervisor was happy to have me on their team.

Keeping track of the hours I've worked in a timesheet to be submitted on a weekly or biweekly basis is not my dream, it's someone else's. I don't want to spend my life at a computer doing meaningless tasks, answering other people's questions as per the contract. Of course I want to help people out, but maybe that means doing what I love, getting past all the security guards and plain-clothed cops, blending in amongst omnipresent surveillance and mapping out the hidden inner workings of space mountain, splash mountain, thunder mountain.

I know the animatronic supervisor was happy to have me on their team.

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