You’d be surprised how fast a graveyard shift for customer service can go by. Winding my way up the steps tired for a new day of work while the team is zooming down the stairs geared up for the nights activities. What do they care? They don’t need to be in until mid day the next day. I’m on my own for the next 6 or 7 hours. Well, my supervisor is here but she’s just making sure I don’t throw the wildest kegger in the history of the company without consulting her first. I’m sure it’s not in the policy books banning a party from occurring but instead uninvited visitors, she’ll recite the codes though just so I remember. Oh, I remember that I had some crackers in the fridge.

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