hellstorm

why working overnights is interesting....

1. co-worker covering a late night shift. older lady (maybe my age), black, really into R&B. when I work overnights, I play music on my mp3 player. I have a Neil Peart drum solo going, she starting getting into it. she says how she likes the beat and everything. show her another drum solo I have on my mp3 player (also shows videos)....she comments on how big his drum set is, how good he is...and then I hear "And he's not bad looking either!" what? okay then. well, I left that night with a co-worker having a new appreciation for Rush. who also said if she wasn't married, that Neil Peart could stay in her bed.

2. RIT students coming in (local college, tech school). told the one kid trying to balance a penny on its edge (I do that at work a lot) to not look at it. and he got the penny to balance fast. talked a little bit about how the human brain has so much devoted to sight (an entire lobe, in fact). his response..."Why are you working here?' well, because my chosen field is not valued by the world at large now (school counseling....we agreed that education gets a lot of lip service from government, but that's it. and how it seems that some people in government wants a society of dumbass drones to do the work of the privileged few whose parents could afford a quality private education).

3. a worker for Coca-Cola comes in. we're talking about Rush and such, and everything Neil Peart dealt with (being on tour shortly after his wife dies of cancer....to get a phone call that his daughter was killed in a car accident). he talks about working with my father. and yeah, since I worked with my father as well, thinking back. he is a good supervisor. and a lousy father. well, I'm guessing he would have been better if he was around (sorry, seeing your children every other Sunday for maybe 8 hours doesn't really cut it).

and that was just last night! maybe I should chronicle all the fun I have working overnights.