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Shouldn’t the titles be the other way around?
No time to explain! Grab a cactus!
yes, probably
Depends on the job, I guess. Back in my shift work days the mids were pretty chill.
This meme might only resonate with half of the night shifters. Possible that night shift is crazy and day shift is uneventful.
Shower given people do crazy shit at night with less mental energy, I find this meme correct
Title is fine, the image text needs to be swapped
Based on your title I don’t think you understand the meme you posted.
Must be on the day shift
I have so many questions…
Night shift:
Uneventful, the muggers slumber
Day shift:
Dear God the crackheads
night shift would always run out and leave a steaming turd in our laps.
Exact opposite where I worked.
maybe we were coworkers. days always blamed nights and nights always blamed days.
This is the one true way.
That’s literally how every place with a night shift operates.
That’s literally every place with more than 1 shift or department, it’s easy to blame coworkers instead of management for running an understaffed and undertrained op
This. I wish management would hire more instead of running on a skeleton crew. What happens when people get sick, go on vacation or quit? Hell.
The thing I hated most on night shift was, if something was screwed up on day shift and was still an issue when I came in, they would pass it off; but, if something was screwed up at the end of my shift, I had to stay until it was resolved, sometimes for hours.
That’s shitty.
I hated the 3 am witching hour. We had to make decisions as consultants. 3 am rolls around and you question everything
I just want to fall asleep from 3-5. Doesn’t matter if I slept all day and got up at 10:30PM.
I had a coworker who used to tell customers he was working on their issue and to call him back after 4pm. His shift ended at 2pm.
this is so fucking true holy shit
i work the night shift and every time day shift comes back in, everything’s settled and quiet, everything’s streamlined and ready.
When 2nd shift comes in (we actually have 3 shifts, and overnight is 3rd) it’s UTTER CHAOS
Here’s one I know a few of you will be familiar with: 1st breaks a machine and can’t run product leaving it for night. Night fixes the machine and runs the orders but has to re-break the machine before 1st comes in or risk getting fired for fixing it and being productive.
Pull the god pin at the end of every shift. Dont tell management!
I worked night shift in a metal fabrication shop about 11 years ago.
Two bastions of humanity figured out that they could light an oxyfuel torch and adjust it to a neutral flame, snuff the flame out of a glove or something, and then use the torch to fill a plastic sandwich bag with a perfect mixture of oxygen and acetylene. They would then place this bag somewhere and light it on fire, which made a lot of noise. They had great fun until they tried it with a small office-sized trash bag. The word of the day is brisance. It made a tremendous bang which cracked some glass in the shop, but of course our two heroes were caught in the blast amd burned, because a sandwich bag made a loud pop, but a trash bag was more of a bomb. They lit the trash bag like they did the little bags, by holding a lighter to the plastic.
We had another shop in the chain I worked for fire everyone for doing that when I was a mechanic. There were no injuries but the neighboring businesses called 911 because they thought there was a bomb.
Yeah that is attention no business wants.
Holy fuck.
Imagine filling out the paper work for that one
I was at an xmas party one year where the workshop boys did this with an upturned 44 gallon drum. It was the loudest bang I’ve ever heard. I thought we were under some sort of attack.
They expected the drum to launch a little but what actually ended up happening was the upturned metal bottom blew off and launched a LOT punching a hole in the workshop roof. It’s a miracle that nobody was hurt (their hearing probably was). Somehow they didn’t get fired.
I was invited to a rural party for new years, I’m pretty sure it was 2003-2004. I drank entirely too much, and saw some friends crushing beer cans, and was inspired. I found an old 55-gallon steel drum, put a bunch of water in it, and rolled it into the bonfire. Once steam was shooting out, I put the bungs back on it and rolled it into the pond. After a few minutes, there was a metallic “bang” and the drum was folded in on itself.
The guy who invited me to the party told everyone for years that I used my head to crush a steel drum.
Somehow they didn’t get fired.
When someone does something really stupid and shows remorse, you can be pretty sure they will never ever do it again. A new guy might though.
Meanwhile day shift has twice as many people working with half the business then wants to complain when we didn’t clean up all their messes.
I’m sick of taking out trash bags that I put in the night before.
