those of you that follow me on twitter (@rinniez) may have noticed me mention/complain about a face painting job i had agreed to take on...
you see i work for a kids party company...
have done so for almost a year now and i love it!
i started out as a jumping castle supervisor and earlier this year undertook the training to become a face painter, balloon moddler and party attendant...
so ive been working for a few months now heading out to kids parties and showing them a good time...
then a few weeks ago my boss was contacted by a popular local nightclub/pub to provide facepainting for their birthday bash UV party...
so my boss sent out an email asking if any of the staff would be comfortable to take on such a job...
the idea didnt phase me too much and i needed the money so i said sure...
however when the day came i woke up exhausted (how does that happen?) and went down hill throughout the day...
by 6pm i couldnt stand up without getting headspins and thought i might pass out...
i did not want to go to work and so i took to twitter to vent...
time passed, i had a nap and when 830 rolled around i headed off into the city...
i think my adrenaline kicked in then and i managed to get through the night fine (tho the headspins came back the next day)...
two of my friends even dropped by and let me attack them with my neon glitter and it felt less like work and more like a crazy, albiet sober, night on the town...
afterwards i felt bad for whinging so much...
need to remember not to do that, who wants to read my complaining anyways!?!
:)
xx



