I have gone back to school now, so I am only at the pub on a Monday/Tuesday morning until Christmas. Today was the first day I didn't see the Five Awesome Co-workers in six weeks. I actually miss them and feel a little depressed
Anyway, that's not what my post is about. Seeing as I now no longer work weekends, Boss Lady cornered me and asked if I was free to come into the pub on Friday evening for another charity thing. I immediately agreed. She then told me the ins and outs of the event and asked if I was still interested in attending.
All of the male staff at the pub are getting their legs waxed for charity, myself included.
Why oh why did I agree? I am officially shitting myself haha. Someone please tell me it is not as painful as you see on TV!
Anyway, that's not what my post is about. Seeing as I now no longer work weekends, Boss Lady cornered me and asked if I was free to come into the pub on Friday evening for another charity thing. I immediately agreed. She then told me the ins and outs of the event and asked if I was still interested in attending.
All of the male staff at the pub are getting their legs waxed for charity, myself included.
Why oh why did I agree? I am officially shitting myself haha. Someone please tell me it is not as painful as you see on TV!
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