Last night, first night, half busy. Given my idiocy on the computer and payment tech busy enough. 6 hours on my feet and I've discovered just how out of shape I am, I need to get some sneakers, start, running, back to the gym to tone up. My shoes, never broken in for more than 3 hours at a stretch, are killing me. And the floors are slippery, slippery enough I might have to sacrifice appearances for a good pair of deck shoes.
6 hours, relatively merciful as far as the industry goes, but bloody hell I'm hurting today. A long winter too much given over to my vices. Now to try and get this train back on track...