Tonight, Mr.Wall was on holiday, (yes!), which meant I turned up for work expecting to work with one of the less annoying people who work nights. I would like to add at this point, that I still find them annoying, but they're in a different universe compared to The Wall.
However, 9:57pm came, and not a person in sight. Just me. It turns out, the person who was supposed to be working was in Manchester, unaware that he had been given the extra hours, so the firm asked for someone to stand up and be counted in it's time of need. That would be... no one then..? Yep, not one person was willing to put their bodies on the line. 2 of them were going out on the piss and the other one had to be back at 6am in the morning, so refused to work 24 hours straight. Fair enough I suppose. Given the choice of working the night or going out on the lash, I'd know which one I'd go for..
So, it was left for me to man the building for what was bound to be 8 hours of pure and hellish boredom and frantic running. It turned out to be ridiculously busy and I took over £4,000 on my own. I didn't manage to complete everything, far from it actually, but I wasn't to blame. I was just happy to climb into my car at 6.20am and drive very quickly home. Get away from the place.
Tomorrow, there are 3 of us, hopefully.. One of them being The Wall, back from his holiday in ... Manchester... wait a second?
Laters x
P.S : Just a quick side note. Current time: 09:08 ... 19-21st November. I'll explain all in the next post, (If I remember...)
Cya x
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