it is yet another sleepless night in the life of adkenc. ever since i can remember, I've been a night owl. staying up till the wee hours of the morning is cool and all, but recently I've started changing my mind on it a bit.
the good thing is that i go into work late in the morning. my Moroccan friend at work has recently started calling me the king, and later explained that the king wakes up late and has his servants waking up early to do the work for them. at least that's the explanation i remember, and i don't think he means it as an insult.
i'm always a bit sleepy, i admit, but just give me a couple of hours and a cup of coffee and I'm at 100% no problem (well, most of the time). i think i must come off as being asleep all of the time though. i get comments frequently on it for some reason. the truth is that most of the time even if i am a bit sleepy i'm doing ok.
my current boss told me i should work the night shift because i'm always sleepy in the mornings. i replied with a naaaaaaaaaah, but in my head there was a meaner explanation. i'm reminded of a telemarketing survey i took once. (excuse me if i've already written this before). anyway i took a survey over the phone once, and one of the questions asked which fast food restaurant was my favourite. i replied chick-fil-a (its a chicken place). one of the next questions was how often i ate there, and when i answered once every 3 to 6 months, the person on the phone seemed really confused. its really simple though, if you really like something, you'll appreciate it a bit more if you indulge in it less often. the infrequency makes it better, at least to me.
so, back to the "i should work the night schedule" scenario. i SHOULDN'T work the night schedule because the night is my time. i'm awake, i'm thinking, i'm reading, i'm writing, i'm listening, and oh so much more. the thing i DON'T want to be doing is working, especially since i don't particularly love what i'm doing at the moment. i've realized that although it may be somewhat boring or saddening to me, i don't mind my job so much. the people are nice for the most part, the schedule is cool, its close to home. maybe its the 1984 ending happening to me; i love big brother!
the clock ticks on. "where is he?", she quoted once. it was a clever tv quote that expressed how she felt. i knew he wasn't me, but i do know the feeling now. i have my own movie references now. tick tock in analog times; beep beep in digital speak.
yesterday i found a place where i can repair my bike. it adds a little happiness knowing i might actually be able to stick to my plan of riding to work soon. a little exercise would do me good. the reflection time will be nice too. i might have to wait a little bit though. last week was short, and while it was nice to have time off, it means my check is going to be smaller than usual. eek! i have to do my taxes!
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