AHHHH. Such a busy day. Started off helping at the open days at uni (£6.50 an hour? Don't mind if I do!), which consisted handing bags out and chatting to my old lecturers (I miss them a great deal, haha). I then finished about lunchtime, and carted my entire first year folio home with me (I walked) and basically lost the use of both of my arms.
After a brief breather, I trooped down to the beach for the fireworks shift at the hut, which was genuinely one of the worst shifts I've ever worked. To the extent that I got sent to the staffroom by one of my managers because she thought I was going to cry. She was right. It wasn't even my fault that we had no tables, it was because the stupid online bookings thingy took bookings when it shouldn't have! The second half of the night was quite calm however, and then to top it all off Jonny walked down to town, picked my up and took me to the pub to calm my nerves with alcohol. Best way to do it.
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