Saturday, 17 August 2024

Not a job for sociophobics

I can't imagine work ever being busier than it was today. I don't know what happened, really. Loads of families headed to the beach early in the day and yet the whole place seemed to be crowded. We seemed to have the site at maximum capacity plus about five hundred extra people. It was as if every car that arrived at check-in this week must have had a couple hiding in the boot, who climbed out once they were parked. And they all seemed to want to do exactly the same activities at exactly the same time, and to eat in the same place at exactly the same time. So we had to move staff around to keep on top of the catering and ended the day with everyone exhausted.
It was good, in a way. The place is designed to be busy, after all, and it's not as if anyone missed out on anything. The team pulled it all together and pulled each other through and we made it to the evening unscathed (apart from a bit of sunburn). And bloody hell the day went quickly!
And then I remembered I am on my own in the house tonight, so instead of rushing back I had a lovely swim in the sea and then a leisurely walk on the seafront. Being sweaty already, I did not fancy the thought of standing in front of a hot hob to make myself the fancied big stir fry, so I picked one up from a Chinese takeaway and now I am as full as a bloated pigeon. And there are still a few small spring rolls and the complimentary prawn crackers to get through... I may have to save them for breakfast.

RC 17-8-24

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