Work actually isn't so bad sometimes. Sometimes it can even be fun. I wouldn't admit that to my boss though (I actually have three bosses though). I am a Kitchen Porter, which is a glorified term for pot washer. Although we have dishwashers for all that. Other than that we clean and tidy the kitchens, help out the chefs and take out rubbish (the worst job because there are rats near the skips). This might sound unbearable to some people and it certainly does have it's down sides. My nails are constantly breaking and I can't wear nailpolish because it's unhygienic. I have to put up with snotty waiters and some scary chefs and occasionally other KPs who are just fucking lazy.
But, it also has it's perks. Like my work mates, who are, by and large, pretty cool. There's kind of a divide in the KPs between people Craig and Neil like and people Craig and Neil think are "meffs" (their word, not mine). The KPs they like are in the Super Happy Friends Club. At the moment there are around 10 SHF club members and a million former members who have moved onto better jobs but are still fondly remembered. Another perk is the stadium rice pudding, which the chefs make a big batch of for the boardroom after a match, but it rarely gets eaten. About a month ago I tried some and have been obssessed with it ever since. Because it is the BEST RICE PUDDING ON GOD'S EARTH. Milky, vanilla-y and delicious. I can eat an entire panfull, although I rarely have time to.