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I showed up the third day to the shock of many supervisors. They thought I'd just stay home after the shoving incident, apparently. I insisted on being stationed at the side gate and they listened. I felt sick that day but took some dayquil and lazily helped rake mud and move gates before people were let into the park. I was told I'd be back on scanning duties but was then moved to "watch" the exit - a sititng job. WITH A CHAIR. You have no idea how awesome it was to sit after standing for so long, for so many days in a row. Yes, I know it was just two but you forget, I still had sore leg syndrome.

So yes, I sat and told people they couldn't go through the exit. I also caught some guy trying to sneak in while everyone was distracted and, as I still had much residual anger towards a douchebag from the day before, called him out on it. Bitchy? Yes but I really don't owe anything to anybody. So I sat all day and would occasionally go watch a few songs. I saw the B-52s sing "love shack," I saw all of passion pit, I listened to the arctic monkeys and white lies - they did a cover of Portishead's "The rip" which was pretty good. I wanted to try and make it to the Livestrong stage for the Dodos but it was all the way across the park.

Now, today was the day when everything was muddy. They trucked in hay to the entrances but it did little good. After a while, it became a part of the big muddy mess. A lot of people took the opportunity to turn this day into Woodstock, diving and sliding in the mud. It was fun to watch. By some miracle, I did not slip while walking in the mud though that wasn't the case for everyone.
I left at 6:30, right before Girl Talk was scheduled to play. I know I could've gotten back in there for the show, but at this point, I just didn't care anymore. I was so tired of people, of trying to walk and sinking in mud, and just tired in general. So I left.

In all, I'm glad I had the experience to go to ACL and get paid for it. I didn't see everyone I wanted to but this is Austin and they'll be back. I don't know if I'll work again next year but we'll see.