It is Saturday night, and I should be up at the pub with my mates, instead I am stuck at work with my boss.  It is not what I want to be doing and I am expecting the next two nights to go very slowly indeed.  I like my boss, but really, working nights at the weekend?  What a bummer. I suppose I should not complain too much as normally life at this private health club is good.  The pay is fine, the facilities awesome, I ge...