Overnight
There is an old saying that is used when someone expects something too quickly, that "it doesn't happen overnight." But this saying is not entirely true. Working overnight the past five days has given me some insight into this occurrence. And that is it does happen overnight.
A lot of things happen overnight that a lot of people take for granted. Years ago it was not customary to work overnight. Labor was meant for the day and the sunlight, and night was for sleeping and resting up for the next day. Our society has moved in such a direction, that in order for advancement to take place, working in the day is just not enough, so we have the night shift for operations that are too big to devote only twelve hours to.
It has become such a way that we have expected things to happen overnight, for convenience's sake.
When I'm up at 4:00 in the morning taking a break, chowing down on McDonald's I look across the sky at the city of Quincy and I realize that most people are asleep in this town. But there is a handful of people who are up and working at this hour of the day to serve the community better. And now I'm a part of that handful. It's something to be proud of.
There's something glorious in the night shift. It's a group of unsung heroes who sacrifice their daylight for the betterment of human life around them. Whether it be helping put in a new floor at the local mall, delivering packages, sorting mail, manufacturing wheels, printing newspapers, working the drive-thru, or making sure the air base is secure, the people who are working the night shift may be making money for themselves, but they are working for you. And it all happens when you're fast asleep. It happens overnight.
A lot of things happen overnight that a lot of people take for granted. Years ago it was not customary to work overnight. Labor was meant for the day and the sunlight, and night was for sleeping and resting up for the next day. Our society has moved in such a direction, that in order for advancement to take place, working in the day is just not enough, so we have the night shift for operations that are too big to devote only twelve hours to.
It has become such a way that we have expected things to happen overnight, for convenience's sake.
When I'm up at 4:00 in the morning taking a break, chowing down on McDonald's I look across the sky at the city of Quincy and I realize that most people are asleep in this town. But there is a handful of people who are up and working at this hour of the day to serve the community better. And now I'm a part of that handful. It's something to be proud of.
There's something glorious in the night shift. It's a group of unsung heroes who sacrifice their daylight for the betterment of human life around them. Whether it be helping put in a new floor at the local mall, delivering packages, sorting mail, manufacturing wheels, printing newspapers, working the drive-thru, or making sure the air base is secure, the people who are working the night shift may be making money for themselves, but they are working for you. And it all happens when you're fast asleep. It happens overnight.
posted by Leland J. Fischer at 7:26 PM
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