The Golden Girls first came into my life as a youngster. I remember watching them without a lot of commitment on evenings with my parents in the 1980’s. Then, after high school, I took an internship at Disney World for 4 months. I moved to Florida and it was my first time away from home. I adjusted pretty well, but I had some ups and downs, typical of most.

One day, I found myself in a lunchroom eating a shitty sandwich. I worked in Animal Kingdom and there was a specific area for employees (they called us “Cast Members”) that which we were designated to eat and take our breaks within the area we were specifically assigned.

But that particular day, I sort of wandered off and took my break in, I can’t even remember, I guess it was “Dinoland’s” break room/area. And, it had a TV! This was a treat. So I sat down like nothing was wrong and ate and hung out. Everyone in the room knew I didn’t belong there, because of the costume/attire I was wearing. I stood out like a sore thumb, as each area in Animal Kingdom wore a particular attire. I worked as an attractions hostess at Festival Of The Lion King, which is an incredible show, btw.

So anyway, I’m sitting there, eating my bowel movement on bread sandwich, and all of a sudden, the Golden Girls comes on TV. I was like, hey! I remember this show. So I watched it, had a few laughs, and went on about my day. And the next day, and the next day, and the next day. Every single day, I snuck off to Dinoland, to watch my Girls, and escape. I was definitely NOT supposed to be there. But nobody fucked with me. Nobody went and told my Supervisor that some girl from the other side of the park is taking extra long lunches in our break room. I just sort of did it, and that was that.

Until right now, I guess I never realized how and why, as a 36 year old woman could I still love these 4 old ladies. There was some sort of comfort level that they provided me and they kept me going. So, thank you for being a friend to me, and to countless other people who need a little comfort.

Little did I know, that years later, I would have the rare chance to work with Betty White at a Beverly Hills mansion photo shoot. Funny the way the Universe drops little gifts in your lap.

P.S. Although Disney did not find out about my secret Golden Girls lunch room romps, they did almost throw my ass out of the internship program on numerous occasions for various reasons that I will not get into at this time.