Work Experience | DAY THREE AND FOUR

I thought I'd merge these two together as compared to Monday and Tuesday there was much less going on (however saying that, they were still a world away from my day job at Little Chef... pretty much any other job is.)  I'm finally getting used to the big and scary morning commuters, in fact I felt like one whilst walking down one of the level escalator things.  A woman wouldn't move out the way and as I politely asked "excuse me" she responded with "I don't understand why everyone is in such a rush all the time"...hey lady it's 9AM on Wednesday morning why do you think?! I responded calmly and politely with "maybe it's because we all have places to be" whilst flicking my hair with allllll the sassy feels.

Wednesday consisted of lots of small tasks such as constructing a list of the 20 best festivals for NME readers and producing an excel document of artists birthdays/deaths/album reissues. After lunch [FYI, it was another jacket potato day] I was asked to search through the NME archives searching for a specific interview.  I was looking at 1976 and it was so cool seeing gigs advertised for £4.  Not only that, but there was a huge article about Gary Glitter pre-conviction...awkward.  Here's a spread about Jimi Hendrix...

Yesterday was more hands on.  We were given a selection of 6 tracks and we had to review two of them.  I  thought I'd venture out of my comfort zone and chose:

M.O. 'Dance On My Own'

Bondax - 'All I See'

I got to talk about TLC and sass in reviewing M.O. ..my two favourite things.  It was just such a good opportunity to hear music that I wouldn't necessarily choose to listen to.

We also did a couple of 'answers to the big questions which was cool!

As I said...because the first two day were so exciting with so much going on, the next two days were quite an anticlimax. *Not complaining, promise!*

I rounded off Thursday with a trip to the theatre to see Daytona which starred Harry Shearer (the guy that does all those voices on The Simpsons.)  Can't say much about it other than it was a good time filler...the attempt of a New York accent by Maureen Lipman was so cringe worthy I literally wanted the ground to swallow me up through pure embarrassment for her.

As I'm writing this, I'm reaching the end of my last day, sad times...maybe I'll upload that one later this eve...maybe I'll fall into a Netflix coma the minute I get home...who knows.

TTFN!