Not that I want to brag or nothing, but coming off a night shift on a moist Monday morning and getting into bed just as everyone else is setting off for the day while you’re getting into bed is just a perverse bliss that only a small fraction will ever understand. It’s the working equivalent of taking off your socks at the end of the day.
It was alright cheers, a pretty quite week really!
I used to do night shifts in my first proper job and could never get into the rhythm of going to bed in the day. I’d sleep for about 3 hours and be wide awake at 11am. I do get what you mean though, hearing everyone starting their day, rushing around and you can finally relax and hear the rain and wind!
Yeah alright cheers bruv, how was yours?
Not that I want to brag or nothing, but coming off a night shift on a moist Monday morning and getting into bed just as everyone else is setting off for the day while you’re getting into bed is just a perverse bliss that only a small fraction will ever understand. It’s the working equivalent of taking off your socks at the end of the day.
It was alright cheers, a pretty quite week really!
I used to do night shifts in my first proper job and could never get into the rhythm of going to bed in the day. I’d sleep for about 3 hours and be wide awake at 11am. I do get what you mean though, hearing everyone starting their day, rushing around and you can finally relax and hear the rain and wind!