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#arseholes. Warning: there are arseholes and wankers in this piece.
So I have been working my new job for seven weeks now, and if I am honest it's so reparative, easy to do that it's started to become a chore.
Looks like it'll be one of those days When I actually have to earn my pay Always the way, nightshift in the room You no pay attention, machine go BOOM No point grassing or giving up names But you get...
The Security Camera is a scary short story about two boys who encounter a terrifying ghost in a convenience store at night.
My company shifted us to Nights, for the Olympics, so for the last few months, I've missed out on most of the few sunny days, as I was asleep.
I think my dad is Dracula. I know that sounds insane, but listen for a moment and allow me to explain. We don't live in a castle, and we never sleep in caves.
Alone I patrol my route at night, my solitary vigil a sometimes tiring business. All other staff are fast asleep and rely on my alertness to warn of any impending problems.
Working nights on my patch, as I've mentioned in previous posts, is often a time to see quite odd people and their fashion mistakes. Tonight, I have seen something I've never encountered before.
Tesco night boys tesco night boys Food fights and making noise Petes looking for his bike on his hands and knees Guarantee it's hanging from the roof or in the deep freeze Johns riding his motorbike...
The mist covers the fields, As if blanketing from night. I'm awake, still driving... I'll be awake until its light. Yet I wouldn't miss it for the world. The sights you see at four.
So here I am once again awake throughout the night, The shift was long and slow with one small, little fight The drinks were flowing freely as they poured them with no care, The only thing I wanted...
(For the benefit of the reader, I work at a railway station in south west London and have decided that blogging the regular - and often peculiar - stories that occur might be a good way to expand my...
One of the things you can guarantee will happen when patrolling the night time economy on foot is that a drunken comedian, usually a woman will ask to wear your helmet or have a picture taken with...
Night shift. Hyped up on briefing getting set to go catch billy burglar. Double espresso with sugar cursing through the system just to keep the edge. Car thief on the prowl.
Driving alone on the nightshift.. Time slowly going by. The radio crackles and i hear my call sign. I cant help but laugh as details are passed of the next job..
Okay, I'm about where I should be now, it's downhill from hereon in and Sun's up. I won't say what I do, or where I do it, but it's a love/hate thing you know. The pay's never enough but I get by.