Post by Bethany Wilkes on Jun 30, 2013 18:19:14 GMT -8
Bethany really did love her job well for the most part; she loved the fact that she got to make little children smile but she hated how they would touch her with their sticky hands like they knew her. Where did these little tiny peasants get off thinking that she was on the same level as them? She was a millionaire for God's sake! Okay, she wasn't yet but she knew that she would be when she got her trust fund after she graduated college. Her hair extensions costed more than those fake designer handbags that she saw clearly forty year old women toting around with their overly botoxed faces and plastic chests. She knew that she was being incredibly judgmental which apparently wasn't what Disney stood for but she saw no problem with it as long as she kept it inside of her head at all times and never once called anyone out on being a cheap knock off Barbie doll.What more could they really ask of her? She didn't get paid enough to not judge these people on some level like this girl that she'd seen earlier in the day.
She saw a little girl no more than eight years old telling her mother that she wanted breast implants! She'd grown up in a very glamorous wealthy household so plastic surgery wasn't an impossible thing but she knew for a fact that she didn't know about it when she was a child. She'd ask for a nose job when she was seventeen but her parents had done the responsible thing and told her that she needed to wait and make sure that she really wanted it. She ended up changing her mind in a month! Now, she couldn't imagine how it would have turned out if they'd let her go ahead and go for it. Whatever, she wasn't here to try and save the youth. She wasn't like Cassidy fucking Russel. She didn't think that it was her place to stop children from thinking poorly of themselves. The blonde really was the perfect Cinderella, she was sickeningly sweet with the children like just straight sugar basically. How could anyone even tolerate that much?
She knew for a fact that Cici was anti-children at this point in her life so the grace and composure that she kept when little girls fawned all over her was admirable. She even gave out little candies! She was just this shining star example and it pissed Bethany off more than it should. She didn't hate Cassidy at all but she just found herself frustrated more easily with her than with anyone else like now when she stepped into the break room and saw that miss Russel had brought everyone food. It wasn't like it was a personal dig, hell, she loved Chinese! But who was she to come in here like some nice little innocent princess when everyone knew that she was the head bitch in high school?
She saw a little girl no more than eight years old telling her mother that she wanted breast implants! She'd grown up in a very glamorous wealthy household so plastic surgery wasn't an impossible thing but she knew for a fact that she didn't know about it when she was a child. She'd ask for a nose job when she was seventeen but her parents had done the responsible thing and told her that she needed to wait and make sure that she really wanted it. She ended up changing her mind in a month! Now, she couldn't imagine how it would have turned out if they'd let her go ahead and go for it. Whatever, she wasn't here to try and save the youth. She wasn't like Cassidy fucking Russel. She didn't think that it was her place to stop children from thinking poorly of themselves. The blonde really was the perfect Cinderella, she was sickeningly sweet with the children like just straight sugar basically. How could anyone even tolerate that much?
She knew for a fact that Cici was anti-children at this point in her life so the grace and composure that she kept when little girls fawned all over her was admirable. She even gave out little candies! She was just this shining star example and it pissed Bethany off more than it should. She didn't hate Cassidy at all but she just found herself frustrated more easily with her than with anyone else like now when she stepped into the break room and saw that miss Russel had brought everyone food. It wasn't like it was a personal dig, hell, she loved Chinese! But who was she to come in here like some nice little innocent princess when everyone knew that she was the head bitch in high school?