I had my first on-call shift last night, and discovered that when awakened at 2 am by a screaming pager, my first instinct is to sit bolt upright in bed and sniff for smoke.
My nerves are buzzing with fatigue, the way they did in the bar at the end of a long day at WorldCon last August, but without the backrubs, laughter and alcohol.
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