Let me start with a short story about how I got to this point.
About 12 years ago, a mania began in my life. It was innocent enough in the beginning. An aunt (shout out to Aunt Lib!) of mine gave me a book. A small, unassuming paperback with a picture of a geeky looking boy on the cover. I opened the book...and some sort of enchantment was released. The signs of this enchantment include: fanciful wandering of thought about being accepted to a school of magic, wondering if you would be able to ride a broomstick, dreaming of said school and inhabitants, secretly casting spells under your breath on all who make you angry during your otherwise mundane day, and naturally carrying around battered copies of books that are like children to you. If you are reading this blog, chances are you know these symptoms very well; you most likely live with them everyday. The cure--more Harry Potter of course.
Well, as I am sure you have heard (about, what, four years ago they announced this?), there is going to be a Harry Potter island at Islands of Adventure at Universal Orlando. This magical place, The Wizarding World of Harry Potter (which from here on out will be referred to as WWoHP), happens to be right here in my town. This I think was providence...meant to be. Harry knew that I wanted to work for him.
As the years have gone by, punctuated by book release parties, standing in line at theaters for hours in the middle of the night, and most recently, stalking the highways around Universal (I can see the towers of Hogwarts!), this mania has only gotten worse. I have been looking for the culmination of my fandom pride...and what better way than working at WWoHP?
I started this process in January, after seeing the job posting announced via Universal e-mailing me, and on MuggleNet. A couple of days later, I had my 1st interview. This I thought went great, and the most wonderful thing was that they quizzed me on Potter facts, and they were excited about the results (I got all 20 right). In most situations people would raise their eyebrows and mumble something to the effect of "dork" (I actually prefer nerd, thank you). However, Universal just loved my neediness.
A 2nd interview was held in February, about a month after the first. This was more about typical interview questions and my goals. This I thought went well too. I was told that I would get my call within a week. However, the next day I got the call. I almost screamed my excitement in the poor woman's ear, instead, I screamed in my husband's ear as a way of letting him know I got the job.
I have left my job working for the "Mouse," and tomorrow, I start my full time position working at WWoHP in Merchandise. These next two weeks are my Orientation period, so hang in there with me until the real work starts. I will share with you all as much as I am able, but please understand that until the opening I can not share most of the exciting things, as we are under a "gag order."
Signing off,
A Wizarding World Worker
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I love this!! This whole post is exactly the way my hp fanness began, well with the exception of having an aunt throw it at me, actually I tripped over the display for it at a school bookfair made a total mess and felt bad not to buy the poor book i messed up. Little did I know that simple thing would change my life!
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