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>Be me
>Disney employee, working into my 10th hour of my shift of telling poors to fuck off and letting richfags into Disney
>Coworkers chilling and we're all just trying to disassociate before the thousandth Disney mom asks about a military discount because she's married to a sergeant she cucks daily
>Suddenly there is the smell of mold in the air
>oh no, FUCK NO!
>ITS HER!
>Coworkers snap back to reality and immediately take shelter. I was too slow and I'm left behind.
>I watch as this notorious womanlet in a shark costume strolls on by in the fast lane. How the fuck is she able to buy so many fast passes?
>She leaves behind a trail of mold and pizza crumbs. Leaving poorfags and the rich behind her to be sent into a coughing fit from breathing in her sludge.
>The mickey mouse hazmat team is already notified and on the way. I'm forced to be the lone person to scan her fast pass.
"H-Hello ma'am."
>She slurps on an oreo milkshake loudly while I try my hardest to not cough. Even with a face mask I'm tearing up. I feel like I'm breathing in tear gas.
>She's not even covid compliant with a face mask. But then again who is going to check her when she's responsible for the most Disney visits in a month.
>She just looks at me and holds her fast pass above her head. I loom over the railing to scan it.
>Big mistake.
>As soon as I am over her head the stencth and gases are so acidic I begin melting.
>My skin is peeling off and I'm screaming. Horrified guests watch as my body turns into a rotten mass.
>It gets worse. She burps and her mushroom spores land on me. I feel my melting body being turned into nutrients for the mold and fungus.
>She looks at me, before taking my scanner off the ground and scanning herself. It beeps negative.
>"Oh nyo. I brought the expired one. You'll let me in right?"
>She looks at me, I'm only able to make gurgling noises.
>"Thanks. Have a fun time working, wagie."
>Y-you too.
