After six months of working at Radisson Blu Bodø, I'm doing my first night-shift tomorrow (technically today, but I haven't slept yet). Quite excited about this, even though it's just as training. Will be the one to fill in if one of the usual guys get sick, go on vacation or just want some time off. One would think that, after years of sleeping during the day and staying awake half the night, not to mention a couple of weeks (months) of working nothing but late- and night shifts, I'd have no problem staying up all night.
I do.
Seriously, I think I might have fallen asleep while I was getting coffee. And yes, at times like this, I drink coffee. Black (with tons of sugar and milk). Had three cups so far. So while my brain is going; "woooowooowoooooo", my body is going; "...this ain't gonna happen".
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| Please imagine that that puppys leg is my brain.. woowoowoo! |
To top it all of, my wonderful boyfriend is sleeping in the next room. He's got the early shift tomorrow, which means that I have to stay kindofsortof quiet. Been playing Destiny (on really low volume) for a couple of hours now, but it just got to complicated for my brain to comprehend.
I'm starting to feel really bad for the guy who's training me tomorrow, since this probably will be me around 3am:
I will leave you with this:
"I like coffee because it gives me the illusion that I might be awake"
Lewis Black
