Hours at a time

So I have this job where I go out to weddings, or any other party where they'd like a photo booth, and set up said photo booth and take peoples photos. Anyways last weekend right before I went off to do another gig Rob, my boss, came up to me and handed me a box full of scrap book junk. He told me that we were "offering them a scrapbook" and that "you don't have to make it" and he preceded to tell me that all I'd have to do is cut up a few pieces of paper and let the people write a little something to the bride and groom and to take a copy of there pic if they do. "Alright" I thought that didn't seem too bad, so I drive out to the place and get all set up, which took longer than expected and I didn't get to go get a red bull or anything. Did I mention I was tired? I can't remember why I was tired but I was...anyways I get there and get all set up in like the littlest space for the booth ever which was pretty much in peoples way. I start taking pictures and the first one or two was kind of fuzzy so I adjusted it a little and about the time I did that the bride comes up to me and asks about the scrap book. I told her that yes when the people write something that I'd take there pictures and keep them with the note, just like Rob told me to. I've never before encountered a bridezilla I honestly thought it was just people putting on.....I was wrong. She preceded to start in on me about how she told whoever that she wanted all this shit Gah...Sooo yeah apparently two people were supposed to be at this event and one was supposed to be taking a copy of the photos and putting them in a scrap book with black pages and then having the guests write a note with a silver sharpie next to there photo.....I didn't have a second person, I didn't have a silver sharpie, and I had no way of affixing the photos to the page...I didn't even have gum lol So right after that I was like....SHIT! lol and was trying to figure out what I should do and I couldn't call Rob because I had no signal in that dance hall and I didn't want to step out because the guests were come'n in sooo yeah right when I was wondering how fast I'd die if I just hung myself, some lady walked up and said that she would help me lol yeah right and that every guest needed to write a note......lol as I looked at my pile of 5 or 6 pieces of paper I managed to cut out. So I thin grabbed up the pair of scissors and went to town....just as the huge line of people started at the photo booth and the random lady was no where to be seen. sooo I was feverishly cutting and running down people who just decided that after they took there pic that they'd just leave even tho everyone else had been walking away holding and talking about there picture. The random lady finally came back and helped me for like 20 minutes and in those 20 minutes I looked at the screen and saw on the photo booth program that the pics were coming out alright. Then the bride came back and asked me again about the first 4 our so pictures that I gave both copies away that they needed a copy in the photo booth and again I reassured her that at the end of the night that I'd print more out or when the line died down I would, because even tho it got shorter there was still a steady stream of people come'n. Then, I can't really remember when it happened, I accidentally printed out two copies of one of the brides maids photos and I randomly gathered up all the test shots and other junk on the booth so I could keep everything organized and straight and I just threw all of it away because yeah I could go back and print more. Well that brides maid saw her pic in the trash can and got it and asked me why it was in the trash can, and when I told her why she still seemed hurt Gah. So anyways the night was coming to an end for me and I thought to myself that hey you know we kind of fucked up tonight so hey I'll stay another hour and I figured I'd throw in another pack of pages for the scrap book. So I did all that and finally packed up and went home, then yesterday before my last event Rob called me up and said that none of my pics came out at that wedding and that they were all crap and that the bride wanted a refund. Apparently the photo booth program auto adjusts the pic for printing and viewing but it does nothing to the original picture saved on the computer, So even tho it will print out sharp and look sharp on the program if you don't know its fucked up then well... you're fucked. Seeing that I was doing the job of two people and getting hounded by dumb asses most of the night I didn't even think to re re check the focus after I adjusted it once already. Then Rob told me that I needed to be sending him a pic of the original photos I was taking every hour on the hour for this next event....lol yeah that happened once and I got busy and I was just like fuck it. Rob did swing by around 11 checked the photos and told me I was doing good and wrote me a check, In his defense he is a business major and when hes got 5 events going on in one night he kind of goes into business major mode, but normally hes a pretty chill guy. On the plus side I got to talk to this really cute girl named Whitney most of the night at the wedding, didn't exchange numbers but it was a nice relief from all the rest of that night. Speaking of girls lol I haven't heard from Jasmine in forever, I'm going to assume caught or killed =P O another thing, I just came across this new country artist. His name is Jamey Johnson and hes pretty dang good soooo you should go check out the vid I posted