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runawayskellum at 09:24pm on 18/07/2010 under golf is awful, my life is very interesting, working hard
runawayskellum at 09:24pm on 18/07/2010 under golf is awful, my life is very interesting, working hardOW GOD MY FEET. The town has gone mad over Golfing Event so I have spent 11 hours (+ 9 or so yesterday) running around after drunk golf fans wearing the worst shoes ever.
Golf fans are all completely mental. It's not just that their sport is insanely dull. It's that they're all so determined to waste insane amounts of money on it. The ~holiday apartments~ L. works at? People are spending £1900 to stay there for five days. Admission to the event itself for five days? £240. Admission into the hospitality marquee I was working? £200. That's admission only. Once they were in there they still had to pay money for their drinks and their food.
Golf fans are willing to pay over two hundred pounds to get onto the the site of their events and then spend a further two hundred pounds to sit inside and watch the same even on Sky Sports. What is wrong with these people.
Anyway. Working a shit temporary job I don't care about was weirdly liberating. I wandered around playing games, like pretending to be a spy and trying to gather information about particular customers, or making up ridiculous answers to questions customers asked me, or stealing delicious but overpriced muffins from the counter. I also accidentally pulled a panic button and then ran out of the building, re-entering from a different door so that no one would suspect me. Um.
Of course I also had to deal with sleazy drunk old men and intensely uncomfortable shoes, but at the end of the day it's an extra £100 in my pocket. And the golfing is FINISHED now, which means these mad old rich people will finally GO THE HELL HOME.
Golf fans are all completely mental. It's not just that their sport is insanely dull. It's that they're all so determined to waste insane amounts of money on it. The ~holiday apartments~ L. works at? People are spending £1900 to stay there for five days. Admission to the event itself for five days? £240. Admission into the hospitality marquee I was working? £200. That's admission only. Once they were in there they still had to pay money for their drinks and their food.
Golf fans are willing to pay over two hundred pounds to get onto the the site of their events and then spend a further two hundred pounds to sit inside and watch the same even on Sky Sports. What is wrong with these people.
Anyway. Working a shit temporary job I don't care about was weirdly liberating. I wandered around playing games, like pretending to be a spy and trying to gather information about particular customers, or making up ridiculous answers to questions customers asked me, or stealing delicious but overpriced muffins from the counter. I also accidentally pulled a panic button and then ran out of the building, re-entering from a different door so that no one would suspect me. Um.
Of course I also had to deal with sleazy drunk old men and intensely uncomfortable shoes, but at the end of the day it's an extra £100 in my pocket. And the golfing is FINISHED now, which means these mad old rich people will finally GO THE HELL HOME.
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