My first job was at the local Orange County Chuck E. Cheese, where, costume and all, I dressed up as the mouse himself. I was 15 and wanted to get a job with my best friend—we were going to be like Laverne and Shirley. We interviewed together, but I got the job and she didn’t. She laughed it off and didn’t care, but I was the one who was mad because we were supposed to do this together. Still, I took the position and had a short stint wearing the Chuck E. Cheese mouse costume.

This story first appeared in the April 12, 2013 issue of WWD. Subscribe Today.

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