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(A/N) All right, I forgot that the upcoming Monday was Christmas break in my story! So I'm going to skip ahead and say its January 3rd, and that is the first Monday of work! So sorry about that! (PS – if you can find the bit I borrowed from the labyrinth, I'll love you forever! Or give you a hug, which ever works for you!)

January 4th

Dear diary,

I have never looked forward to a Monday, until now! The factory is amazing! It's a like a childhood dream! There are hallways that shrink, entire walls that open, a glass elevator (that doesn't just go up and down mind you), musical locks, coat hangers that look like hands and actually grab your coats! (it even grabbed a hat right off a mans head!) Also, it seems as though the rooms actually move! As Mr. Wonka was showing us to our respective work areas, he opened a door to a broom closet, but when he shut the door and opened it on the other side, it was a room full of machinery! Oh, yeah! As it turns out, most of the people who were hired work as candy assembly liners, me included. Basically, we wrap the candy, and the machines seal them shut. We all have to wear rubber gloves (obviously, for sanitary reasons) but I never expected us to have our choice in color! There was every color you could imagine! Including one set that had every color! The gloves I chose had a nice array of all the different blues in the world. I'll be sure to give you a daily glove update. Tomorrow, I may feel like orange, but I can't be sure. Mr. Wonka also chose about 10 of us (me included) to fix the machines if there was ever a problem. He seemed skeptical at first about me handling the machinery, considering I had never had a job before, especially one in machinery, but I assured him I knew what I was doing. (When I was in school, I worked with mechanics with my friends, who were all guys. Mechanics always interested me, and if I had the money I would have gone to school for it.) Luckily, despite how odd the machinery looks, it's probably the only normal thing there! Normal as in, it works like other machinery, and, much to my surprise, isn't made of candy. Although that would be silly, to have a candy-making machine made of candy. Why if you had the candy to make the machine, you wouldn't need the machine to make the candy! Oh dear! Got to go, a fight has just broken out downstairs!

Melissa