This evening I looked up how much the people who walk around Disneyland dressed in-character make per hour.
It’s a mite. A pittance.
Not only that, but the “audition” process involves learning a small bit of choreography before you can move on to the improvisation scene. If the peanuts for pay wasn’t a barrier to entry, the dancing likely would be.
Guides on the internet suggest taking an introductory dance class and working on your “flexibility” before auditioning. Not the kind of “flexibility” I put on my resume, either; the literal kind which might’ve enabled me to touch my toes back in 7th grade. Might’ve.
I don’t think a man could support a family as Goofy.
Guess I’ll continue the computer engineer gig for a while.