The Way house, 2019

Working as a children’s entertainer was all fun and games until your client was the child of a rockstar.

The party was hosted in the fathers backyard, a pretty common thing, and you were requested to come dressed as some type of Disney royalty.

You knock on the door, dressed in full garb and waiting patiently for the client to answer. He opens the door with an apologetic look and says, “Sorry, the birthday girl is being a bit bossy today, couldn’t get her to give me a minute.”