A night at the train station

Hi guys,

I had my first job on the IAA today, okay actually yesterday. It’s 3:41 am right now and I am standing at the Central Station in Frankfurt, waiting for a train, the first one comes in 1 hour and I am so tired. I am scared a bit to be alone here at night. 

I left although my shift was not over but I wanted to catch the last train. Unfortunately, I remembered the departure times wrongly so I missed it by just a few minutes. Almost two hours are already over. 

The job was very exhausting, we had to be there at 2pm although they picked us apart at 3pm. Then there was a short briefing, we got Make-up and were divided into groups. For the aperitif there were drink-waiters, food-waiters and cleaners. I was a food waiter and had to memorize the food and carry very heavy tablet. The first one did not seem so heavy but after the second one my arm already hurt. In the end I had to clean up. I was just happy that I did not have to carry the drinks because I haven’t done it before and was very scared to drop it. Some people really dropped it. 

During the press conference was our second briefing. This time I was a cleaner but was assigned to being a drink-waitress before we even had to work because they noticed that they haven’t got enough drink-waiters. Damn it. Luckily I changed my task after waitressing only once because there were a lot of plates and glasses already so until I finished my shift half an hour too early I cleaned up everything. Okay we were 60 waiters so not I alone cleaned up everything. I had to walk a lot because the room was huge and in the end my arm was numb because the plates and bowls were out of very thick porcelain and with that very heavy. Not only that I had to memorize the menu in German, I had to know the dishes in English so I even had talk a lot of English because there was a lot of international press and two of them made even pictures of me so it could be that you can see me on an image in a report bout the IAA, so keep you eyes open, I am the beautiful waitress! Unfortunately, like it is common with fine cuisine and expecting rich and powerful guests there was a lot of weird food: an example, carrot and ginger lollies with pink ginger gel and chili-pepper-basil pesto. It looked very tasty and smelled delicious. Unfortunately the staff did not get food, they rather three it away and I was to scared to try it secretly. Obviously I was very glad when I was able to leave because I am very exhausted and my arm is shaking. Eventually I almost dropped a few tablets because I haven’t got a lot arm muscles. I was certain that I would catch the last train but when I arrived here, I noticed I missed it. 

Originally I wanted to spend the whole time in McDonald’s but it closed at 3am and opens again in one hour. So in this hour I walk through the train station hall and wait for McDonald’s to open again so I can buy a coffee and sit there for the remaining time. I even walked through the city for 15 minutes but I was very scared so I came back because the train station is open 24/7. 

I am so tired and time does not want to go by so I am very eager to see my bed! It is the first night I put an all-nighter and it is probably not the last while working on the IAA. My mum asked if she should come and pick me up in case you wonder if my parents do not care about me but I refused because I do not want to bother them. I wanted to work so I have to bare the consequences. 

Somehow I guess something like this would happen because I was so lucky this evening: I didn’t had to carry the drinks and I didn’t drop something and had nice colleagues, that’s too much luck! 

When I got here at 1am, a lot of hoboes walked and slept here but by now there are a lot of travellers too. The whole time security is here (one argument I used to convince my mum to leave me here) and I got molested only twice. I feel more comfortable now but it is weird to see the train station so empty! 

I do not know if I have told you already but I am so tired!

Xoxo Becca

P.S. please excuse all spelling and grammar mistakes my brain is out of service.

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