Correction. You used to work for a Theme Park that happened to be owned by Disney Corp.. Actually working for Walt Disney Studios is quite another thing. Their Feature Film division is gutted now because they treat their best talent like scum. To avoid long term stability, they only contract hire animators now and fire... er, terminate their contracts early for bonus completion, when they get ahead of the project and finish a bit early. After the Great Purge of 2002 the only people that are left are accountants and lawyers. There are little or no long term employed creative staff. Those that are hanging on by their nails are expected to work very much longer hours (and yes, they are unioned employees, but you don't mention the longer hours for fear of not getting the next contract renewal) and are constantly under the fear of not having your short term contract renewed again, thus keeping your unionized thinking in line with what the Rat Bastards want you to do. There is NO "magic" anymore, unless you're counting the poor bastards that manage to eke out a miserable existence under the constant threat of "contract termination".
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Correction. You used to work for a Theme Park that happened to be owned by Disney Corp.. Actually working for Walt Disney Studios is quite another thing. Their Feature Film division is gutted now because they treat their best talent like scum. To avoid long term stability, they only contract hire animators now and fire... er, terminate their contracts early for bonus completion, when they get ahead of the project and finish a bit early. After the Great Purge of 2002 the only people that are left are accountants and lawyers. There are little or no long term employed creative staff. Those that are hanging on by their nails are expected to work very much longer hours (and yes, they are unioned employees, but you don't mention the longer hours for fear of not getting the next contract renewal) and are constantly under the fear of not having your short term contract renewed again, thus keeping your unionized thinking in line with what the Rat Bastards want you to do. There is NO "magic" anymore, unless you're counting the poor bastards that manage to eke out a miserable existence under the constant threat of "contract termination".