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Jul 25, 2009 08:16

 When I started working third shift, there was a part of me that thought that should I ever go back to a first shift job, that the change would be swift and painless.  I mean, I am a first shift kind of person when you get down to it, as most humans are being diurnal creatures and all.

I am somewhat surprised to find out just how wrong I was in this assessment.  Even when I am awake, I feel whooped.  Part of this may be the sharp stop of caffine intake that I have put myself under once more.  Don't act all that surprised.  I manage to avoid the stuff the majority of the time, unless I am pulling the very rare late-nighter and pound an energy drink.  And that happens less often now that Sheetz doesn't carry the stuff that I like.

But yeah.  New job.  7am-3:30.  45 minute lunch.  Nine bucks an hour with a review in 30 days.  Well, 28 now.  The only notable downside really is not much of one, and that's the 20 minute freeway drive to work. 

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