Is it treif? Yep, it's treif...
if anyone has ever worked at this time of the nights then they can attest that it is uber bizarre.
I think the bizarre-ness comes from the fact that 95% of the world (or at least the country you're in) is seemingly comatose.
Except for you and people like me (who think farrrrrrrr too much!!) are often left wondering what happens to the people who are asleep in conjunction to those of us who aren't.
Are we kinda like the yinyang of life and some kind of 3rd consciousness?
Is there some mythical entity pulling the strings and sitting with the porch-light on playing patience while its other half sleeps.
Cos lets face it I think that night workers need their own spiritual diety to give them a bit of good karma. It's what makes them special and unique and night workers certainly have both of those qualities.
You could also quote the vodka analogy. At least when it comes to theatre work.
Imagine drinking Lord Beechings vodka [Beechings circa '99-05] for the first 5 years of your life, and then drinking a glass of Stoly.
Quite an eye opener, 5 years of gut-rotting brake fluid and then suddenly one day of pure unadulterated potato goodness.
That's like night work here.
It's purer.
There's no politics and a better sense of self to you and others given the fact that we all need each other and we aren't climbing all over the people we DON'T need.
Nicer. If it wasn't for the bowel-churning fear of major emergencies I'd do nights more often.
Well, that and the whole 'sleep thing' .
I think the bizarre-ness comes from the fact that 95% of the world (or at least the country you're in) is seemingly comatose.
Except for you and people like me (who think farrrrrrrr too much!!) are often left wondering what happens to the people who are asleep in conjunction to those of us who aren't.
Are we kinda like the yinyang of life and some kind of 3rd consciousness?
Is there some mythical entity pulling the strings and sitting with the porch-light on playing patience while its other half sleeps.
Cos lets face it I think that night workers need their own spiritual diety to give them a bit of good karma. It's what makes them special and unique and night workers certainly have both of those qualities.
You could also quote the vodka analogy. At least when it comes to theatre work.
Imagine drinking Lord Beechings vodka [Beechings circa '99-05] for the first 5 years of your life, and then drinking a glass of Stoly.
Quite an eye opener, 5 years of gut-rotting brake fluid and then suddenly one day of pure unadulterated potato goodness.
That's like night work here.
It's purer.
There's no politics and a better sense of self to you and others given the fact that we all need each other and we aren't climbing all over the people we DON'T need.
Nicer. If it wasn't for the bowel-churning fear of major emergencies I'd do nights more often.
Well, that and the whole 'sleep thing' .