The Big Cheese: My time spent as a minion for an animatronic mouse

The following story is a about my woes as a sixteen year-old working their first job. It recounts the tales, lessons, and experiences encountered while working at Chuck E. Cheese.

During my time there I learned lessons on child rearing, how to get stains out of carpet, the best way to protect yourself when you’re being assaulted by a group of small children, and reflecting on your general self-worth while working such a terrible job.

As with most traumatic experiences in life that leave the lingering of PTSD, it took quite some time to retrieve the repressed information and stories deep from within my subconscious. Hopefully this will be the beginning of my road to recovery in putting it all behind me at last.