I had to get a “Saturday Job” as my dad called it. Cue the lecture on “when I was a kid… blah blah…” I needed the money and I obviously wasn’t going to get it from them, so… Cue the next lecture on “it’ll look good on your Uni application… When you go for a real job, you’ll have ‘experience’…” Sigh! Anyway, it wasn’t hard to get the job. They were dead keen to have me. Loads of vacancies apparently. Pay’s crap obvs but the hours are flexible, I get a discount and heh, I get to work from bed.