Happy Faces
I don’t get paid enough for this shit, I whisper, looking at my frightening reflection through the tiny knit film of my costume. Let’s just say I would not have picked this outfit: blue overalls, a singular metal goggle, black gloves, and boots stark against my yellow frame. Allegedly, I am Stuart, a Minion and one of the protagonists from the 2010 film Despicable Me. Inside, the costume smells like I’m mid-mosh at a 1993 Nirvana concert. Soon, my subpar dance moves will receive poor Yelp reviews from Long Island Moms, but first, let me explain how I got here. It’s been about three years since I started at Krafty Hands, my not-so-glorious source of employment and future therapy sessions. Arguably similar to Chuck E’ Cheese or Build-A-Bear, and in... Read more...
