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2009-10-10 - 3:19 p.m.
Well, after working 3-11 for over a year, I'm finally going to first shift on Monday. I'm pretty sad to leave seconds because I enjoy the routine and my coworkers, but I had to switch at some point so it may as well be now, rather than having to go back on the waitlist for another year.
Some people like 3-11 because they can wake up naturally, chill out for a while and do some errands before work. For me it goes more like this:
1. Drag my ass out of bed at 10:30, when half the day is already gone.
2. Sit on the couch until it's time to go to work thinking I can't start anything because I have to work later.
3. Come home from work and stuff my face with food.
4. Finally go to bed at 230, then lay there unable to fall asleep because I'm still wound up.
I also pretty much dropped out of school because I couldn't do the whole 9 am class thing. When I worked 1st shift at the gas station I did much better taking night classes after work. I also remember getting a much better quality of sleep. So I'm hoping that having to work amongst bigwigs all day (I hate our nursing director, uggh), will be worth it.