A confused guy walks into a bar, wonders where all the chocolate is

First day today. Not working near the stadium but at the Excel centre which is this absolute monster of a building, like ten airplane hangers. 8 sports on there including weight lifting, boxing, table tennis, judo. Not really ones I'm interested in but it doesn't matter anyway cause I won't get to see a second of any of them.

Wasn't all that sure that I'd be workin at all cause I missed a training sesh last week and have been getting a lot of vague mails. Cycled down cause its only a 20 min cycle but then I was the only person wearing shorts and a tshirt so hoped to find my way quick to change. Was told I'd be workin at the cadbury kiosk startin at 10 but I had no idea where to go. Was comin up to security and heard a couple of people say they are with the same crowd as me so I figured I'd tail them. Got through security before them and was waiting for them when a guy waiting behind a barrier asks am I with catering. I go yeah. He says are u workin at the bar, fixing the bar or something? I was like sure. Figured I might be working at a bar so went along with him. Was going to say we should wait for the other two but they weren't that far behind so I walked along with harry potter(he was the spit of him). Sound, cause I wouldn't have known where to go.

We were chatting away as he led me through a car park and down a good bit of the length of the Excel and then I noticed the other two weren't behind us. I started to think this is a bit of special treatment gettin a private escort for little old me. So after ten minutes I asked how come he came down just to pick me up. He says wait are u here to fix the bar? I'm like no I'm selling bars or something. Chocolate ones. He goes oh shit I was sent down to meet a guy in a blue tshirt who was coming to fix the bar, you're not him? Nope. Then he legged it back down security just after showing me where I was meant to go. Had a good laugh about that but wished I had of made it the whole way, who knows what would of happened then. Someone would have handed me a tool box and said go on old blue work your magic, fix another bar. Ok everybody stand back.

Went upstairs to get changed into black slacks and shoes and was given a black skull cap and a black apron that goes down to your toes. Looked like darth maul or something. Got told some vague directions of where I was working and eventually found my bar outside the table tennis. Cadbury kiosk was full up so I was one of about 20 people and a bunch of supervisors behind a big long counter serving drinks and snacks. First job was the fridge guy. When someone on till gets an order for a drink the person beside them who gets stuff for them says to me 2 cokes. I get the cokes, hand it to the runner who is an arms length away from the fridge and she gives it to the person on till who gives it to the customer. Didn't take long to feel like a ridiculous surplus to requirements. Then I was the sandwich guy stocking the sandwich counter. Two managers told me how to do this and then as I was putting them in someone on the other side was stocking it too getting in the way.

Then I was the muffin man and the cookie boy replenishing those stocks. By far the hardest part of my day was wrapping the caramel shortcakes without eating one. All day long it was millions of managers tellin me to do something. Next I found my niche as the lid putter on-er. Hard to be politically correct at the coffee machine when there was such a rush. The runners would shout what they want, my man would fill a cup, and I'd put some milk in and stick a lid on. Two blacks and a white, a white and a black, ok no more whites take it back, can someone get me a black. Me and my main man nailed it though, we were the dream team. Ebony and ivory. Pity then that one of the million managers strolled in, pointed at random and told me to move somewhere else.

After lunch I was somewhere between fridge guy and runner. Runner asks me for a coke, I turn towards the fridge but new fridge guy has his back to the fridge, thou shall not get a coke without my permission. I ask him for a coke. He hands it to me, I hand it to the runner. Wasn't as bad as sandwich girl tho, she just stood at the back of the sandwich fridge and pushed a new sandwich through as soon as someone bought one.

From here on I was just some random errand boy filling everyone's fridges, putting lids on things, stomping on the recycling bins, etc, or in other words just generally taking care of business. I was the go to guy though, surprised myself. Ended up doing a 12 and a half hour shift, haven't done one of those in a while. Good buzz all round tho and the table tennis sounded like great craic. Hopefully sneak a peak tomorrow.