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wedding in college tonight.  Son of a Preacher Man working the bar.  he clocks in at 6pm.  6:45, i get a text message -- 'come down to the bar later.'  he's bored.

i text back -- 'okay, will come down like 9pm.'

8:45, i figure what the hell, i head downstairs.

place is a ZOO.  since about 8, Son of a Preacher Man has been making drinks as fast as he can, and has not had a spare nine seconds to pick up the phone and say 'OMGHELP!'  he didn't know if i was coming down at all, but when i did, i took one look at the room, scooted behind the bar, and said 'can i help?' and he said 'god yes.'

closed the bar at 12ish.  clocked out at 1.  so my fun for the evening was 3.25 hours of work i hadn't planned on (but for which i will be paid, oh yes indeed), and £7 in tips.  money yay!

it takes so little to make me happy.

stopped in at blackwell's on the way back from the gym, just to see if the university pocket diaries for 2005-6 were in yet, even though they weren't scheduled to be in until september 1.  and they were!  i am ridiculously pleased by this.

off to transfer flight information ...