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Post-St. Patrick Festival

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It seems things slipped out of my control again! I haven’t posted for a while but I have a valid reason (other than recovering from my busy festival duty) I’m going to share with you in due course!

First of all I want to tell you, as promised, about our busy Paddy’s weekend. 

As I said in my last post, I’ve seen 22.090 people walking through my workplace’s door in only three days work! Something impressive!

But let’s have a look at the highlights of each day!

 

Saturday – 6.932 people

When I arrived in work it wasn’t that busy but I noticed the first odd thing of the day: a stag’s party group. There was a man dressed as an astronaut waiting in the queue. Later during the day we had several groups of leprechauns and a couple of super heroes.

In the early afternoon we began to manage the queue outside the door, but because the crowd came in waves, was perfectly manageable.

Later during the day I experienced the first display of degeneration in no particular order:

  • One man tried to impress I’m not entirely sure whom, shouting just for fun;
  • I heard a lady vomiting in the toilet next to my cubicle;
  • Two Italian drunk lads came in almost at the end of the day swaying and barely standing. We had to refuse them the entrance;
  • A man used the ladies because the gents were under cleaning!

 

By the end of the day the great way to relieve the stress was create a little choir. Standing still at entrance, waiting for latecomers, my teammates started singing and dancing.

 

Sunday – 6.446

As the day before I didn’t find the queue outside when I began my shift.

The two Italian lads we sent away the day before came back in disguise. One of them put on a pair of horrible green shamrock shaped glasses and the other one wore a hat with a green ribbon tied around it. The security man recognized them and it was mutual, but considering they could at least stand properly and talk like civilized people they were allowed in this time. 

Once again the queue outside started to form in the early afternoon but again easily managed.

To be extremely precise almost at closing time the admission area was deserted a part from two sets of customers. 

The first was a man shouting from behind my till to the small queue “Julietaaaaaa” several times with big annoyance of my tired brain and then disappearing for good a after a while. 

The second was a peculiar group. There was a lady leading a group of men dressed, as we acknowledged later, as elves. Since I’m very curious and the queue was empty, I decided to go and ask her if it was her birthday (something I thought possible as she was carrying a balloon). She said no and also that she convinced the others to dress as elves without no reason at all. I shook my hand with her, as I’ve never met such a leading kind of woman in my life. She also said that her elves could dance. Tired of the long day my colleagues and me encouraged them to dance for us!

They started to perform and to be honest they were very good. Only problem was that during the dancing one of them kicked another one in the face by mistake. The person who received the kick was unlucky enough to wear glasses and obtained a deep cut under his eye. 

I was worried and I felt slightly guilty as well since I agree with them to perform. Immediately I provided them with water and antiseptic wipes. I offered them the first aid room and to call one of the first aiders we have in the premises but they refused saying that they had a doctor with them. Very tired for the two days past and rushing over the first aid kit to recover the wipes I had this great outcome with one of my team leaders (because I want to be fair…being a human being I can do stupid things too!): 

TL: Hey Franny what are you doing?

F: I’m looking for antiseptic wipes

TL: Why?

F: One lad hurt himself and he’s kind of bleeding so I figured I need one of this.

TL: …

F: Oh they’re OK, they said they have a doctor, so I’m just getting this!

TL: Who’s the doctor?

F: One of the elves!

 

Face palm…yeah I know!

A part of that, everything was all right, a part from a nasty uneasy feeling that my back was going to be stuck!

 

Monday – 8.715

As expected I couldn’t move properly when I got up Monday morning. I had to have breakfast holding a hot water bottle on my injured back. I was hoping against hope that this wouldn’t hold me back, as I was going to face the busiest day of, not only the festival, but also of the whole year. 

Luckily I managed to feel better and I went to work almost in good condition. It was good enough I was on my feet again, because moving constantly I warmed up enough to avoid feeling pain. 

Although the previous two days we didn’t have much of a queue, finally we had a long, very long one on Monday. As expected it went from the entrance, down to the side of the building, around the corner up to the side gate. That’s what we called a queue outside. 

Of course we had as usual those who tried to sneak in and pay less and also a policeman who tried to sneaks badge for a student ID. I was annoyed by the fact itself, but maybe more since he was German, as they usually try to pass as the only one following the rules. No, lads, every country gets its load of stupid people, it’s useless try to categorize them. 

 

I have to admit that for the first year since I’ve been working there we were overstaffed, that’s probably why we didn’t feel the pressure and the queue was manageable.

So this is it. 22,090 people in three days as I said. That’s pretty massive!

I had the Tuesday off but I brought in my partner and my daughter anyway to have a look at the festival. Maya and me had matching shamrocks painted on our faces. I’m a silly person, I know!!! But until she’ll be too old to be ashamed, I’ll go for it!

I went back to work on Wednesday and it was pretty busy as well with almost five thousand people in, although I’m not sure about the exact number. 

This doesn’t justify entirely the absence from these pages, but I haven’t told you the whole story.

 I actually have great, huge, magnificent news, but I have to wait before I could share with you! 

After that you’ll understand why you hadn’t see me for a bit longer than the estimated post Paddy’s recovering time!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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