After six years of working 3rd shift. It finally comes to a close and I will be working what someone would call normal hours. Looking back I think of all the antics we had. Like the time when we plastic wrapped a co-worker (he wanted us to), The odd late night people and the bond we all have made with each other. I know it sounds like its not a big deal but it was there I stopped being ashamed of who I am. I'm going to miss the crew but not the constant pressure.

Anywho hows everyone today?