InsaneJournal

Journal - Bloody cat!
How the shit did the cat get at my dress robes? They're in a fucking protective bag.

I'm warding the wardrobe.

Warded to Romilda:

Be glad we did your room. Echo apparently likes scratching fine fabric. Now I have to buy new fucking dress robes fast.

End ward


In other news I am in need of additional staff for Wingbeat. We lost a staff member this week due to unforseen rampant homophobia. There's some flexibility in position depending on experience. Cloakroom, bar, reception (taking entrance fees), and general run around are all possibilities.

Hours from: Wednesday afternoon up to 3 hours (for deliveries and/or training)

Thursday - Sunday: 9pm - 4am approx.

I'm happy to negotiate working days and shift patterns to suit.