- Enter building
- Small drunk old man talking smack, impressive goatee
- Two tap beers: Speights and Steinlager Light
- "Hey Zac Efron"
- "Oy, Zac Efron"
- "Hey you, High School musical"
- Living on a Prayer
- Drunk old people are funny
- Cotton Eyes Joe
- Drunk old people are annoying
- Hey Mickey
- Drunk old people are tragic
- Mama Mia
- Old lady passed out on table
- Gangnam Style....?
- Different old lady falls over
- "Can I have 3 Speight's mate?"
- DJ: "Some cunt poured beer on me"
- Lady with decaying teeth: "Can I have one more beer? I love you"
- Lady with Decaying teeth: "If I move I'll be sick"
- DJ: "I do fucking cage fighting, I'm off duty now"
- Exit building
Friday 30 November 2012
Bar Tending at a Riccarton Racecourse Function
Wednesday 28 November 2012
Manual Labour
I feel like I should start blogging again because I am having a post-university
crisis.
I decided that for the summer I wanted to do manual labour jobs because
I've never really done anything like that before and it's good to try new things.
I'm now starting to regret this decision for a few reasons. Firstly, I don't think
I really know what labouring means. In my mind it's like that books Holes,
where you just mindlessly dig until your boss is happy with the amount of
ground that isn't there anymore. However, when I went in to this place that
gets you into labouring jobs the lady said that she could get me a job that I
wasn't really qualified for, operating heavy machinery at a door factory.
Yesterday it took me 30 minutes to work out how to use my parents printer
so if I am behind the wheel of a crane, someone will get hurt. It was also kind
of worrying that the lady said 'it's best not to let them know that you have a
degree.'
Another reason why labouring may not be for me is that the lady kept going
on about how most of the people that did it were 'of a different background'
to me. This brought up the usual anxiety of not being able to talk to anyone
that isn't exactly the same as me. I don't know anything about car parts or
whether the boys won the game last night. I know that I'd get into the
uncomfortable situation of someone going in for a 'cool guy handshake'
and me not knowing what to do. Every time someone does one of those
handshakes they act as though it's the only combination that exists. I might
go in for a 'Fresh Prince' but he will be doing a 'Kenan and Kel', which will
make me look like an idiot. Do people from working class backgrounds get
the same kind of anxiety in the reverse situation? If someone who grew up
in Aranui got a job at C1, would they get worried that people would ask them
about Band of Horses tracks or the latest episode of Girls? I think I'm
over-thinking everything again.
crisis.
I decided that for the summer I wanted to do manual labour jobs because
I've never really done anything like that before and it's good to try new things.
I'm now starting to regret this decision for a few reasons. Firstly, I don't think
I really know what labouring means. In my mind it's like that books Holes,
where you just mindlessly dig until your boss is happy with the amount of
ground that isn't there anymore. However, when I went in to this place that
gets you into labouring jobs the lady said that she could get me a job that I
wasn't really qualified for, operating heavy machinery at a door factory.
Yesterday it took me 30 minutes to work out how to use my parents printer
so if I am behind the wheel of a crane, someone will get hurt. It was also kind
of worrying that the lady said 'it's best not to let them know that you have a
degree.'
Another reason why labouring may not be for me is that the lady kept going
on about how most of the people that did it were 'of a different background'
to me. This brought up the usual anxiety of not being able to talk to anyone
that isn't exactly the same as me. I don't know anything about car parts or
whether the boys won the game last night. I know that I'd get into the
uncomfortable situation of someone going in for a 'cool guy handshake'
and me not knowing what to do. Every time someone does one of those
handshakes they act as though it's the only combination that exists. I might
go in for a 'Fresh Prince' but he will be doing a 'Kenan and Kel', which will
make me look like an idiot. Do people from working class backgrounds get
the same kind of anxiety in the reverse situation? If someone who grew up
in Aranui got a job at C1, would they get worried that people would ask them
about Band of Horses tracks or the latest episode of Girls? I think I'm
over-thinking everything again.
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