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I just got rung up by work. They wanted to know if I could come into work tomorrow morning at 6:30am. I asked what time they would be suggesting I work until. When they said 9pm, as normal, I said I would be unlikely to have the stamina to do two 6:30am starts in a row (Friday morning and Saturday morning) - given I won't get home from bridge tonight until 11pm at the earliest. At which they went 'oh', thought a little, and came up with a better offer which is still not nice but one which I would take.

I'm proud of myself for not saying yes immediately.

But then, I worked all Tuesday instead of just from 7am to 12pm, because one of my fellow workers had a sick boyfriend and so she could not get in from wherever she lives - out in woop-woop I imagine. Me working tomorrow is probably for the same reason.

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Welcome to reverancepavane. May our communication henceforth be easier... Like, how the **** did you find me? Or did I tell you and is this one of the many things I forgot under the influence of dancing and alcohol?