Josh D’Amaro

[TP2000]

I remember Bullocks in west Los Angeles used to have a hidden restaurant in the 70s my parents would go to. It was all fancy and kids were not allowed. I don't think it was the Wilshire tea room because I think it was in Santa Monica. It's very strange that I have memories of such a place.

All the full-service department stores at least had a Tea Room, but usually the flagship locations downtown had a Tea Room and a full service restaurant.

When I was in junior high in Seattle, I regularly got trooped off to the swanky Paul Bunyan Room restaurant atop the flagship Frederick & Nelson department store downtown after Sunday School for etiquette classes. We all sat there in our church clothes, learning about oyster forks and butter knives. Then the waiters would come out and we had to pretend to introduce them to various levels of society correctly; a fellow teen, a teacher, a pastor, or even Mayor and Mrs. Clinton (who was the Seattle mayor at the time; funny the stuff you remember and the stuff you forget!). Handshakes, thank you notes, polite conversation with strangers vs. party guests, tea etiquette, gratuities, correct ways of entering/exiting cars and taxis, and much more were all covered in a few months of Sunday afternoons in the Paul Bunyan Room.

I doubt department stores do that today even in the few that still have a fancy restaurant, but it was honestly a skill set that served me beautifully for many decades of my career. Does a young man on a date today know how to enter an Uber correctly with his lady? And what drawer did I put those old oyster forks in? But I still fall back on stuff I learned in the Paul Bunyan Room as a child many decades ago.

The mothers were all downstairs shopping while us kids had etiquette classes, which was the brilliant scheme the stores concocted. Fathers were at home, watching the game, waiting for the bill from mom's charge-a-plate.

I've only had one park encounter with Josh (thus far) - it was on opening day at Avengers Campus.

But he was "incognito" in the moment, walking briskly through the crowd but gamely stopping for selfies with all of us park fans who recognized him with mask and without name tag.

Here's the pic I posted to my blog in my review of the day:

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While he was on his own that afternoon, later that night I saw him being escorted through the back into the Doctor Strange area to see the evening show (Pro Tip: only go see the Doctor Strange show in the evening or you miss the beautiful effect of the glowing lights!).

Another great photo! And again with the extra undone button. My God, when @Curious Constance shows up here for her quarterly check-in, she's really going to lose her mind that she missed out on this topic.

 

[Cesar R M]

Never trust a man who can't put his nametag on correctly, and whose own assistant doesn't even know how it's supposed to be worn! If you are going to be a leader of theme parks, this is Theme Park Culture 101 stuff.

On the jacket breast instead of the lapel, sitting three inches too low for a beefy man, and not even on straight. This man simply does not belong at Disneyland. He reads instantly as a faker.

His looks and deamerisms, reminds me of the hilariously cringe-filled INTEL presentations.
Where everyone who never had a single experience on making announcements, were coached to "just move your hands when expressing yourself". and they end looking faker than those TV ads for infomercials.

 

[Phroobar]

His looks and deamerisms, reminds me of the hilariously cringe-filled INTEL presentations.
Where everyone who never had a single experience on making announcements, were coached to "just move your hands when expressing yourself". and they end looking faker than those TV ads for infomercials.

Someone needs a haircut.

 

[Figments Friend]

Josh is such a fashion plate.



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