Local news seems to be slow for me this week (the story of the man who went on a naked rampage after falling through a ceiling at Logan Airport was interesting, but there’s not much to add to it) and as disgusted as I am with the jury ruling regarding Darren Wilson, I feel I don’t need to explain to you why I feel that way.
So allow me to regale you with some of my innermost thoughts this week in lieu of actual commentary on the state of the world in hopes of finding something that I can add my thoughts to next week.
For those of you who follow me, you know that I work third shift as a Night Auditor at a local inn and spa. When I first took the job, I had people telling me that I would hate it and that it would completely ruin me.
Well folks, I’m here to tell you I’m still doing it and it was the best choice I ever made. I love the so-called ‘Graveyard Shift.’ It’s perfect for people like me and everyone should be so lucky to have a great job at such a late hour. Like so much of the best things in life, it’s the small things that add up to greatness.
First of all, for someone who is likely to feel uncomfortable and even panicky around large crowds of people, the late shift is great because so few crowds come in. It give you more time to focus on maintaining a stable work environment.
Speaking of time to focus, the lack of interruption during this quieter time of the day lets one think about thinks more clearly and completely. I’ve had some great ideas come to me in those silent hours while mulling over stacks of paperwork.
Even the drive to and from work is more enjoyable. There’s practically no traffic on the roads making for a peaceful cruise. What’s more, I find that the radio stations play more interesting music late at night/early in the morning when new songs are testing the waters and searching for an audience. This is especially true if, like me, you have a local independent radio station to jam to.
There has been a transitional period trying to adjust to a new sleep schedule, but it’s not nearly the pain that others warned it would be. Perhaps I just work better under these conditions than most, but what problems I had adapting were remedied with ear plugs and a face mask during the day.
As I said, working third shift is one of the most enjoyable things I’ve ever had to do. It may be a chore for some to adapt to, but if you’re actively looking to avoid noise, interruptions, and large crowds of strangers, it’s absolutely the way to go. I’ve never felt so at peace in a place of employment as I am crunching numbers at a counter with nothing but the midnight wind blowing outside and the low droning of the radio in the lobby to accompany me and my thoughts.
What about you, folks? Do any of you work third shift? How was your experience? What was the best job you ever had? Share your thoughts with me and the others reading.