It’s 4:54 am… do you know where your kids are?
This new shift is boring.
No social interaction, no stimulus, nothing. Just dark and empty hallways.
Sigh…
So, I wrote a haiku:
Sitting in the dark
Alone with my own stupid thoughts
Graveyard shift sucks ass
A couple of graveyard observations, if I may.
Nissin “Cup Noodles” actually taste like “Cup Crap”, and the machine that vends “Freshly Brewed Coffee” actually despenses “Freshly Brewed Yuk”.
In unrelated news, I’ve resigned my commission in the clan my son had talked me into joining. It seems that they’re not forming a Battlefield1942 branch after all. Perhaps I can still get in with the folks over at spoklan.net (Home of the BF 1942 Kamikaze Jeep Patrol ™ and Flying Circus).
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Not that I’ll be able to join in the fun… BECAUSE I WORK FRIGGIN’ GRAVEYARD.
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As soon as I saw that you were going to be working graveyard, I wondered how such a social character could cope!!
Now I see it, 2 days and you’re screwed lol
So seeing as I’m up when you are (in a manner of speaking..!), how can I get in touch? Do you have some kind of instant messaging installed at work or is it just email? I don’t mirc much these days 🙂
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