tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14851130.post616106636140696566..comments2008-08-03T22:56:56.194-04:00DavidCakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07145856267504030971David@AbsentMindfully.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14851130.post-14574704367896303732008-08-03T22:56:00.000-04:002008-08-03T22:56:00.000-04:00We used to have a guy who worked permanent 3rd shift 11 pm to 7 am (he also worked a day job too). He had mastered the arm-wall-desk tripod. He would often be dead asleep when the phone would ring, he would automatically answer it and enter into our telephone answering spiel which would not actually come out in comprehendable speech. His shift reports were also entertaining at times due being spell-challenged. ("towed array sonar" became "toe of the ray sonar"). I could never survive more than a month or so of 3rd shift without it slowly eating away at my sanity and finally making me sick at some point. I'd make a poor vampire.notthatcramerhttp://notthatcramer.livejournal.com/noreply@blogger.com