Day 35: A Day in The Life

So today I thought I’d do a little day in the life of working in events as box staff, I work for and agency and worked the Saturday of the British Grand Prix.

03:15 Alarm goes off after barely feeling that I’ve been to sleep.

03:18 I actually manage to drag myself out of be to go to the bath room.

03:25 Start the long tedious task of putting of event suitable make up. Layers of foundation, powder subtle eyes and practically drowning myself in MUA fixing mist.

03:45 Make myself a cup of coffee and eat a cereal bar for breakfast it is way to early for this.

04:00 My dad gives me a lift to the office.

05:00 After standing around for 45 mintues in the rain, we all finally get assigned our mini buses and make the relatively short journey from Northampton to Silverstone Race track.

06:05 So after god knows how long I get assigned a roll and make my way over to my box for today and meet the lovely girl I was to work with for the rest of the day, then we got in our room and begged for someone to tell is what to do as neither of us had done it before.

06:43 Everything had been set up for breakfast and our guests were not due until at least 08:00, so we sit and look at the stands opposite and wonder why on earth people are getting here this early when nothing starts until 10:00, crazy people.

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08:06 We start to prep for breakfast at 09:00 by heating up the serving dishes and making coffee for the guest arrive.

08:55 Breakfast arrives and we start serving the disappointingly small breakfast to the guests, as well as making endless cups of  coffee. Then began the endless operation of cleaning up and washing dishes.

10:30 I finally get my first break where we get breakfast left overs so I make myself a sausage sandwich and enjoy my first opportunity to sit down for 15 mintues before returning to  the box and allowing Isabella to have a break.

11:05 All the washing up and clear up is done and we prepare for lunch, and then stand around for ages because every one is watching the race. So we have a nice chat and served the odd drink.

12:15 Lunch finally arrives if only a few minutes late *cough cough* and we’re surrounded by everyone all wanting to eat before the big race. Everything is gone in 10 minutes and the clean up starts. A mass of just washing up and it is so hard to keep on top of without the space to put everything.

13:55 Second break of the day, helping myself to nummy lunch stuff. By this point we are all exhausted and the break room is very quiet as all we really want to do is go home.

15:00 Afternoon tea arrives and only a few people want bits, so we start counting and organising bits for the next day. Collecting 30 of every thing, spare tea towels and clothes. Checking the fridge for milk and other supplies.

16:00 Most of the guests have gone so we start sanitising surfaces and changing the set up ready for breakfast the following day, so the next morning the servers would literally just have to boil the kettle and put water in the coffee machine ect.

16:48 All of our guests have left so we begin the final clean up of switching table clothes and sweeping the floor; the suite owner thank us for the day and just as he is leaving gives us each a £20 tip. I’ve never be so grateful in my entire life.

17:10 We have officially finished for today and go down to sign out. It took forever to sign out and I made my way back to the marque.

18:45 I finally make it home and am absolutely exhausted, so I order a take away and chill for the rest of the evening.

So there’s a run down of a day in the life of an events worker, I relaxed for most of the evening and got an early night. Who could blame me?

Love
Gwenllian Branwen
xox
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