So my new job is working out well. I’m learning a whole lot, I’m meeting so many new people, and I’m getting to spend more time in the city.
I’m also working different shifts every two weeks.
First shift= woof. Like, majorly, horribly, hate your life woof. 4 AM? That is not a time that anyone should be waking up. And I made the mistake (as those of you on twitter saw) of riding the bus for the majority of my first shift training.
Third shift started Monday, and it has taken some getting used to. I go in to work at 10 PM and leave at 6 AM. I fight sleep on the drive home, and then conk out until 2 PM. Sure, my day’s shifted back a little, but once I get up at two, I have the whole day to eat and play and go to the gym(?) and do whatever. It’s nice.
Here’s what I’ve been up to:
We can wrap things up with this, which is not worth your time, but might lead to things that are in the future.
Just kidding, we’ll end on this glorious note.
Off to third shift!