What the hell are you doing up? Shouldn't you be in bed? I'm stuck at work, what's your excuse?
A couple of weeks ago, gracchus posted a diary similar to this, asking kossacks why they were haunting the net at this particular hour. Turned into a pleasant open thread and a bit of a mojo fest.
As for me, I took a second job about a year ago as a night auditor at a Days Inn. So I'm here 7-8 hours a night, 5 nights a week - alone with the internet, interrupted by an occasional 5 minutes of customer service. It's a pretty good gig for a political junkie - and it would be really good if it wasn't my second job. As it stands, I'm pretty much a zombie. I get a couple of 3 hour naps each day, and crash and burn on the weekends.
Working nights is a world all it's own. Working nights in a motel is, sometimes, a really strange part of that world. Some of the folks who check in at 3 or 4:00 AM are...um....odd. The usual assortment of drunks, of course, of both the amusing and the annoying kind. The occasional pitiful addict. But once in a while, just for a couple of minutes, it's not boring;
- We unknowingly hosted a sort of mini swingers convention last summer. 5 or 6 (mostly middle-aged) couples w/ reservations for a week. Had no idea what was going on until I had to clear the pool of 10 skinnydippers at 3 AM. No harm done, but definitely not boring.
- Few months back on an otherwise quiet night, about 3:30, a guy comes flying into the parking lot, slams on his brakes, jumps out of the car and heads for the office. Just as he gets to the door I see the 2 deputies following him pull into the parking lot, lights flashing. He comes into the office and weaving a little, says "I'll give you 5 dollaz if you tell theez cops I wuz here all night." I don't even have time to laugh (5 bucks, for chrissake) before the deputy comes through the door, cuffs him, pats him down and hauls hims out. So, I have coffee for an hour with the second deputy while we wait for a tow truck to come get his car. He had actually hit the first deputy's car pulling out of a bar. Genius.
So there's a quick glimpse into my late night world. What's yours about?