They’ve clipped my wings again, torn them apart and then, left me. No use to fly away, to my yesterday, of freedom.
So turns out, just in case there was any doubt that the failure of Monday was my fault, that it completely and utterly is. I went down to speak to events who pointed out that our booking form still said we wanted access at 8pm (which is the time we originally wanted when we were holding a 9pm-2am gig) so they weren’t an hour late on getting the bar open (it’s interesting though that the technician set up at 7pm fine and the bar staff arrived at the time they normally would for a 7pm start). Still it’s enough to officially confirm my classification under failure.
I then headed up to the ARC to get some stuff sorted. To which I found had closed early due to staff illness. Because that’s really what you want to see when you discover you have indeed just bankrupted a society as well as being out of pocket yourself and with an event that requires large amount of funding to be only a few weeks away.
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