It's around 3 on the second night of my backshifts. This is usually when I feel like it's 1 on a Monday and I start thinking of all the things I need to do. Crap I hate it when these stupid shifts mess me up. Last night I almost expired during the shift, tonight I feel like I need to be planning a Martha Stewart style dinner party. As usual, I'll just end up doing nothing here, getting tired, and wanting to spend the rest of the weekend in bed. Normal sleep patterns...what's that? I have no memory what so ever of what it's like to sleep a normal night's sleep, function the next day, then go to sleep again. I always feel like when other peoples days are ending, mine is just starting, and when I'm ready to call it a night, I should be getting up to start over like the normal people. I always worked during the week when I was in High School, and I never thought much of going to work for a couple of hours after classes, but I cannot imagine students who worked actual full shifts during the night and then getting up for classes. I guess it would be the same if you're in university and worked nights. I'm pretty glad that most of my late bar shifts were on the weekends, or I didn't have to be up till later for classes. Working nights is like a totally different existence. People function in shifts, you see some people in the mornings, different people at evenings. When you end up doing both, it's like you're spying on the other. Most people are either day people or night people and stay that way, very few of us switch back and forth. Makes me feel like an outcast on the rims of society. It would be different if we lived in a big city that never sleeps, like New York or something, where there were more people up odd hours. Night people here are not social people. I see so few people when I work nights, it worries me that when I next go to talk to someone, I'll have lost all pretence of social skills that I might have had. It's like I have to actually call my mom, dad, or friends to make sure that I actually talk to someone other than the teckies that I listen to on calls nearby. I think I've actually gone a couple of days at a time where I won't have more than two or three conversations with anyone outside of work for that entire time! Sure, I'll talk to people on msn, but actual vocal conversations, nadda.
*Thus: as a point to my very long rant and ramble, I propose coffee dates. I may call you for them, or you may call me if you feel so inclined. Don't be alarmed, I'm not going to ask you for a kidney or money, just the inclination to talk to a person face to face. If you feel like minded, feel free to give me a call.
Saturday, November 12
