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I've decided that I really do hate working the overnight shift. First of all, it's boring as hell at work. We get maybe five customers between midnight and 4am and the rest of the time is spent doing deep cleaning and prep work. I love my job because I like working with the people, both the partners and my customers. Yes, I actually do love working with people. I think I just needed to straighten out some things in my head before I could figure out that most of my previous problem with people was not so much them (though there are still some days when I still want to mow down humanity), but with me and my own brooding unhappiness. So yay. I'm a fucking people person.
Anyway, working overnight leaves my days in this weird stasis where I'm here and awake part of the time but not really. I slept from 6am to 1:30pm today, though it was fitful at least it was a good seven hours instead of the zero sleep I got the last time I tried the overnight thing. Then I fell asleep again around 4pm and dozed until just now (6pm). I feel like my day has just been wasted and I'm going in to work to work with one other person and no customers. I hate this. Thank god I won't have to do this very often. I took two overnight shifts in a row so I could have my weekend off. Usually I'll work one overnight every week or two. That I can handle, as long as I'm not opening just before and after like last time. Hello, insomnia-induced delirium.
So here I am. All spaced out and gray feeling, lost in a cloud of semi-sleep. I don't think I've seen the sun since day before yesterday. I live in south Florida, that should be illegal.
Anyway, working overnight leaves my days in this weird stasis where I'm here and awake part of the time but not really. I slept from 6am to 1:30pm today, though it was fitful at least it was a good seven hours instead of the zero sleep I got the last time I tried the overnight thing. Then I fell asleep again around 4pm and dozed until just now (6pm). I feel like my day has just been wasted and I'm going in to work to work with one other person and no customers. I hate this. Thank god I won't have to do this very often. I took two overnight shifts in a row so I could have my weekend off. Usually I'll work one overnight every week or two. That I can handle, as long as I'm not opening just before and after like last time. Hello, insomnia-induced delirium.
So here I am. All spaced out and gray feeling, lost in a cloud of semi-sleep. I don't think I've seen the sun since day before yesterday. I live in south Florida, that should be illegal.