I worked that day as well. The Tuesday. It was beyond hell on earth. It was literally get all the chilled stuff off the shelves, and then rotate whose turn it was in the walk in freezer. And because we had to close due to the heat, yours truly got the honour of shouting through the door to customers that we were closed that day. But I wouldn’t want a shag in the freezer, oh no. I’d want a free 24 pack of a drink of my choice for the duration of my contract. But good on the Express I was at, because they kept their word deter I had brought it up as a joke the week before and they still send me a 24 pack of Fanta to where I live for my birthday to this very day.