Life on Cuba Street
April 15th 2016 My life in NZ continued and I was really loving my job. Five weeks in, I finally felt I had the cold counter offerings nailed, with only a cut finger and a burn to each arm. Oh well, you can't make an omelette without cracking a few eggs, as they say?! Maggie had upped my hours slightly, so I was now there five days a week working between 22 and 24 hours in total. I still needed a few more hours s
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