About ten years ago I worked a season for them. It was odd. I was hired as everyone else but soon promoted to a 'merchandise manager' for our store, which became the busiest in San Diego. But they did not want to give me a raise, because they said raises tended to make people stop working as hard. !? Seriously. So they gave me a bonus every check instead.

Back then they made everyone wear yellow Dick Tracy fedoras as an identifier that you worked there... clashed with my fashion sense. heh. Lucky for me, they were all large.. and I am not. So rather than have it sink down over my eyes I was allowed not to wear one.

But other than that, it was a lot of fun as long as you are the type who enjoys hard work once it gets going and the crowds hit.

And as long as you can stand hearing over and over and over, "You've got no stock!? But it's a week til Halloween!"

Exactly.... it was a WEEK til Halloween, things sell out.