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| FYI, this is not me! I got the pic from a Google search on the bloody graveyard shift! |
unless you'd rather
be doing something else.
So the unknown man continues his rants against work and anything that is related to these things called professional duties. But frankly, after all is said and done -- being put into the graveyard shift against all personal requests and squeaks is like selling away the million dreams every night, while keeping the shoulder to the wheel. Livelihood, seriously, should have a lot of options like a supermarket store that caters to whimsical teenage girls, otherwise it is a real pain in the ass.
Apart from the professional allergy, here is a credible excerpt from Wikipedia, why the graveyard shift is in fact more than a pain in the ass:
UCSF neurologist Louis Ptacek, who studies circadian rhythms, genes and sleep behaviors, has been quoted: "It's not surprising, we have evolved on a planet that is rotating every 24 hours. Our internal clock is more than just when we sleep and wake. It's related to cell division and it regulates our immune systems. When we battle our internal clock, that has complications."
Only ranting on the blog cannot cure the complications. Correct. Resignation is the best option now and i have already decided about it. But it will be quite unethical to google for sample resignation letters, after spending half of the work time on an idiotic blog and Facebook. Still the problem is far from over. Quite truly, I have heard people saying that being our own boss is only thing we can do to get the most satisfaction out of our profession. Am I too idiot to be my own boss? The night is very late, I cannot find any answer to this question.
