I Hate Doing Catering

So as an unemployed person I'm forced to do such jobs as casual catering. Boo.

These people call you literally the day before or day of the event and ask you to be a paid slave. Yesterday I received a call about working Friday. I thought "wow I got 2 days notice". After this brief respite I received my second call from Adam the recruiter to ask about working tonight. I said that would be ok as I am available and need the money.

I went down to the office at about 4:45 to talk to the lady, and she said the shift would be from 3:15 to midnight. In my head I thought no problem. But this morning I had the reality check that I signed up to work from 3:15 to midnight and 8 AM tomorrow to 5 PM. Plus a Saturday 10:45 -6 shift. What the hell was I thinking? There is no way I can do that much physical labour with only about 5 hours sleep tonight. So I called as early as I could this morning to ask if I could cancel one of the shifts.

The bitch got rude with me. But you know what? F them. I mean what do they expect if they call you less than 24 hours before the shift starts? And I'm desperate for money so of course I am going to agree until I really sort it out in my head.

So now I have to go to town to buy new black shoes because the ones I usually wear are actually black trainers and they said I can't wear them tonight because it is a 'high profile' event. Which means I now have to go pay like £50 to make £30 tonight. Ugggghhhhhhhhhh. See being employed actually makes your poorer. :(

On a more positive note, the place I have to work tonight is called Hopetoun House. Here is a photo!