DarkCryst (darkcryst) wrote,

Jesus mary joeseph in a unicycling parade wearing purple kilts....!

You know my day was going fine until half an hour ago?

Fucking ignorant, self satified, pompus parent. arrrgh.
The sooner I actaully get out of here the better. Damn its agrivating.

Aaaaaanyhow. I'll get onto that later. Work. I promised a post about work and what I do there earlier in the day, and its not up net. Why will become clear, and I appologise to the person I told before then that all would be clear waaay before now.


I work at the Hermit Club in Brentwood, Essex. I'm the Events Manager for the venue, essentially what this means is that I book bands, organise publicity and basically am in charge of the venue (exept the bar - that's the bar manager). Right now I'm getting up to speed, and sorting out the mess thats been left behind after seven months without an Events Manager (long story).

So after booking one band, cancelling two others, and re-booking one of the previous two.. I think I've sort of found my feet. Staff meeting was entertaining... basically one guy is an ass and has been making mnoney by booking bands by himself and pocketing any cash for it. He's not happy to find out that we've cancelled his night that he did this one (ha.. fuck him).

I've already got set into computerising.. well everything. The booking system first though. Stuff to do also includes sort out the web site, and sort out proper contracts for all the bands. Great.

Oh incidentally its the 11th of September so heres the pointless, rambling, and probably exploitative 9/11/2001 post (btw aren't you sick of it being called 9/11? like there's is only one of them.. anyhow.)

***** 9/11/2001 gubbins *******
This time last yeat I was walking around London (england) checking signs, dull but I now know london like the back of my hand. Will walking around the city with Dave (my partner in crime at that job and Uni Roommate) we got a phone call from his ex-girlfriend who was at work in london.
It was about the first plane hitting.

We thought it was a wind-up

That is until we heard snatches of conversation. Hurried, worried men running around.
Rumours were flying about. There were up to eight planes in the sky, London was a target, they'd hit camp david, london was next.

We came up to lloyds of london, heading anywhere there might be a pub with a TV, this would have to be on it. Just as we hit the open square infront of lloyds.. it opened. They'd closed it, the city being a posible target after all at that time. The entire of the building split out onto the street. A cloud of black and grey. This was bizzare. Just as most people were clear of the building a plan came in low above us. Very low.

Everyones heads turned to the sky. We shared The Thought.

It passed onto City airport, as many planes were being grounded as posible.
Finally after catching most of what had happend through snatched mobile phone calls I sent a text message to a friend who was in NY state, thankfully not the city: "Are you ok? What's going on there? Are planes dropping out of the sky or what?"

I never heard the responce, the US phone system had far to much to deal with at that time.

Evetually we found a pub with a huge projection screen up. Fox News was up, one central image displayed: both towers were aflame, black billowing smoke came from them. Dave and I looked at each other..
THe pub was packed full, and there was a general buzz as people discussed what could have caused it. Who could have done it.
Dave got the drinks in. I had just been handed mine when the first tower fell.

I don't think that drink even touched my lips. I don't remember.

The pub erupted. Cries of "Oh my christ" and "holy shit!!" were flug around.
A woman started crying.
I was nailed to the spot. I can't imagine how it must have felt to many of the city people that could have, or would have, been on the phone to people in the WTC before and during it happend.
Everyone was just silent after that. There was nothing left to be said.

Until the second tower went. We all watched, we all stared, we were all fasinated and horrified.

Dave and I left. There was nothing to say or see anymore except the death toll. It was horrific.

We'd aranged to meet a friend who was also walking around london out side liverpool street station, just across the road from the pub now. We sat down to a mcdonnalds and waited. Watching the blank and pale faces of everyone who went by.
Matthew arrived.
He didn't know.

We sent him to the Evening Standard stall, it was running a special edition, hot off thge press I suppose. It had a photo of the first tower aflame on its front. He read and sat down dumbly.

"Holy fucking shit."

I think that said it all.

***** end of 9/11/2001 gubbins *******

As for why I was bugged...having to explain to my dad how ASDL works while all time he asks questions that he knows he won't anderstand the answers to, and having to repeat myself 10 times... argh.. no I can't be arsed to rant about that here.

No point. To be honest you have to be there.

Anyhow.. there we go, my day at work and one day last year. Enjoy.

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