Even the torture of working there hasn't turned me off of the park. It's really an amazing place, especially if you have kids.
Dick Knoebel is a lovable grump and his brother Buddy is one of the nicest guys I've ever met. Though most of the supervisors in the park are jerks who think too much of their authority.
Working parking was really crappy because EVERYBODY hates you, especially when there's a huge traffic jam because everyone is trying to leave at once at the end of the day. You have to understand the method to their madness, they park you far out even if there's some empty spots up front because they're trying to establish rows throughout the field or else later in the day people can and will park however they want, trapping cars and causing all sorts of havoc.
For most of the day you're sitting in the heat, doing nothing, praying somebody has a dead battery or a flat tire or can't find their vehicle so you don't die of boredom. On the bright side that job taught me how to break into locked cars, a skill I had to use when I locked my own keys in my car.
I also drove the tram cars for two years, talk about the most mind numbing job in the world, going around in circles for 10+ hours behind the wheel of an overheating Jeep Commando with a '63 AMC Rambler engine that needs to have fluids constantly poured into it
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Lost and Found was a lot better and more rewarding since we had to do some sleuth work to return stuff like wallets and phones to people and it was great to see them happily reunited with their lost stuff. Occasionally we had some angry and desperate people though and that was no fun.
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