Overall, it wasn't as bad as the first. When I went in in the morning, they made me shave my goatee, because I was working on the shop floor, so I was majorly pissed with this. Then I found out that none of the new staff were getting lockers yet, because there wasn't enough. I managed to get over this, but then I get sent down to the shop floor and the manager sent me working straight away, even though I didn't know where anything was, but I figured it out quick enough. Unfortunately my old school french teacher was in the store doing her shopping and I absolutely hated her from school. She had spent six months telling me I was going to fail french if I didn't drop to a pass level, but I stayed in honours and got a C in my exam, which showed her. Anyway I had to be nice to her since she was a customer. After an hour of working they sent me and some of the others on a tea break even though we weren't scheduled to have one. When I returned I was thrown in at the deep end. I was sent working with one of the other guys stocking the juice shelves, but he got called to do something else, so I had to the juice on my own. While I was I was coming out of the stock room with the juice pallet, I ran into yet another teacher, this time my English teacher who happened to be my favourite teacher and I had a conversation with him. I thought it was ironic that I met both my least favourite teacher and my favourite teacher on my first day of work. After I finished stocking the juice, which took three hours I took my lunch break. I met Finn at lunch. He's working at a different department in the store so that's cool. After lunch it was back to work and unfortunately i returned from my lunch at two o'clock which was just in time for the face off. For those of you who don't know, a face off is when all the staff on the floor run around the store turning every single product facing front on the shelf and bringing it forward. This is done to make the customer feel welcome. i believe it's a waste of time, because the customers manage to mess it up as you go along by moving stuff. After an hour of this I was given a decent job, stocking the biscuits. I even got to use the step ladder to do this and I got help this from another new guy called Eamonn. We had a laugh at the fact there were such things as diet biscuits. If you're on a diet, don't eat biscuits at all obviously and what was even more hilarious was that most of these diet biscuits were manufactured by weight watchers. What are the bets that they're actually more fattening than regular biscuits so that the weight watchers meetings start filling up because people can't figure out why they're putting on the pounds? So I was taking a toilet break and on my way back who do I run into but Amy, an old friend from school who I hadn't seen in months. Turns out she's working there too. Always nice to see a friendly face at work and you can't get a friendlier face then Amy, she'll smile at you even when she's angry with you. It's hilarious. Anyway then it was back to the biscuit stocking with Eamonn. I never realised how much biscuits people eat and how long it takes them to decide what they want. One woman stood there for an hour looking at the biscuits and then in the end decided she didn't want any. Finally 5 o'clock hits and I can go home, quite happy with how the afternoon had gone, much better than the morning anyway. So I'm heading off and I check the roster for next week and surprise surprise I'm working Monday when double new LOST is on (insert sigh here)! I'll have to tape it. At least I have Tuesday off so I can stay up late to watch it. Leave work, the bus arrives when I'm leaving work, I'm at the other end of the bus route within twenty minutes. Delighted with this timing I decide to treat myself to a bottle of Pepsi in the newsagents and while I'm at the cash register I decide to try my luck on a scratch card and guess what?.........................................................................................................I won four euro, which I ended up spending on another scratch card (I won nothing this time) and a bag of chips or fries as you Americans call them. THE END or is it? Yeah it really is THE END!