Thursday, 12 May 2016

Wtf is shift work

I had these fantasies earlier on in my life, where as soon as I graduated I'd work tirelessly- overtime, late night shifts- all mine. Then I'd roll in the dosh that is essentially materialization of my happiness. Having had a taste of what that means recently, means I am dreading the future and realize that potentially- the "worst year of my life" is yet to come, and I definitely have not left it behind in 2011.

I have trouble pulling an all-nighter to play games, so having to pull all-nighters to work just sounds like a disaster. Well, I guess I'll be trying tonight- hopefully I can actually do it. If I fall asleep it'd be embarrassing since everyone else will be there to witness my weakness. Though when I had to wake at 0600 tomorrow I ended up yawning by 0900, so I guess I've already exposed myself. What actually happened though, was I woke at 0620 instead- so I ran out for the bus, didn't eat breakfast, and didn't get a chance for solid food until 1400. Since I had dinner at 1900 the day before... I lasted a considerable length of time without food. I'm not that proud of the achievement though. It was kind of miserable.

I also had about 5 cups of tea throughout the day, to get me from 0700 to 2200... though I kind of bailed at 2130 because otherwise I would miss the last bus home. I thought I'd be okay once I got home- I even had the energy to make dinner. I think it was just the residual sugar-high from before, because as soon as I got into bed (even though I had just eaten dinner) I collapsed entirely and fell asleep. I usually find it extremely difficult to fall asleep after I had eaten (and especially after a shower) but there you go.

I'm determined that in the future I will not settle for a job that isn't your typical 9-5. Hell even when I worked over Christmas (at my very casual retail job) I complained that I felt exhausted after work, and there seemed to be nothing to look forward to. Then again, it's not like I had much passion for retail...

Looking forward to the day when I'll say, "I slept for 5h, I hadn't eaten for I don't know how long, but every minute has been worth it, and I wouldn't change my job for the world".

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