Gone Nocturnal

Oh man! The powers that be decided that I’ve seen too much of the light and has banished me to the darker side of our operations. Darker in our side of the world that is, everywhere else north of the globe, the light still reigns supreme. I’ll be sharing the lung center now with call center agents, night auditors, and some discrete agents of the Bois de Boulogne variety.

Should be a gas I think. No traffic, no pollution (it’s dark, so if you cant see a thing, then it really isn’t there), and no malls either. It would be interesting to chug beer in broad daylight when most folks will be downing their first cup of coffee.

Some say that doing the graveyard shift does things to your body, and these are not usually the delicious kind of things. Sleeping during the day they say will not be able to simulate the usual night sleeping patterns thus the body will not be able to generate the hormones that it should be generating. I haven’t taken the time to verify these things but since almost everyone is saying it then it must be gossip (huh?).

But I figured Manila is such a convoluted city anyway that people are expected to have a shorter life span. At least the stress that traffic and pollution brings becomes a non-issue when one is a night shifter. No traffic-related stress in exchange for hormonal imbalance, throw into the bucket a couple of pesos worth of parking fee savings, night differential, plus transportation allowance, it should be a sweet deal.

The biggest blow is that there’s usually no whiskey a-go-go bars that open during the daytime, which means no more exotic cultural shows for me. Not that I go to these places. Really, I don’t. Bummer.

Oh well, time to don the threads. Have a great day everyone.