The 9 Stages Of 9 Hour Shift Work

The 9 Stages Of 9 Hour Shift Work

Thoughts you have every hour on the hour.

Shift work, seven to twelve, nine to five, five to ten. Whether you’re stuck in a cubicle or stuck scrubbing toilets, eight hours do not pass by quick. Four, six, eight, hours on hours on hours. Clock in, clock out. Each shift is an adventure in and of itself.

Hour one: 480 minutes left, I don’t think I can breathe.

After you clock in there's no going back. You're locked in until the end.

Hour two: Where does this hour even go?

You get over the initial hump of hating life during the first hour and suddenly you find yourself working hard until...

Hour three: I’m hungry.

Am I the only one who needs to be fed every 120 minutes?

Hour four: SO much work.

So much time has come, so much time to go.

Lunch break:

Nuff' said.

Hour five: Werk werk werk werk werk werk.

There's a sudden burst of energy somewhere in the middle of the shift. At this moment, you suddenly forget to look at the clock. You suddenly forget how slowly time passes, instead, you actually find yourself working. What a concept.

Hour six: How much money do I make per second?

I clocked in 3 minutes early and I clocked out 2 minutes late, how much do I get paid for the extra five minutes?

Hour seven: I actually have a lot to do

There's a moment when you realize how much work you need to finish.

Hour eight: 3600 seconds.

Last… hour… I… Can… Do… It…

And alas, the end comes.

When it's finally time to clock out, don't be too sad. All good things must come to an end.

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22 New Things That I Want To Try Now That I'm 22

A bucket list for my 22nd year.


"I don't know about you but I'm feelin' 22," I have waited 6 long years to sing that and actually be 22! Now 22 doesn't seem like a big deal to people because you can't do anything that you couldn't do before and you're still super young. But I'm determined to make my 22nd year a year filled with new adventures and new experiences. So here's to 22.

1. Go sky diving.

What's crazier than jumping out of a plane? (Although I'll probably try indoor skydiving first.)

2. Go cliff jumping/diving.

I must be the only Rhode Islander who hasn't gone to Jamestown and jumped off a cliff.

3. Ride in a hor air balloon.

Up, up and away.

4. Try out skiing.

Cash me in the next Olympics, how bout dat.

5. Try out snow boarding.

Shawn White, I'm coming for you.

6. Go bungee jumping.

Because at least this time I'll be attached to something.

7. Go to Portugal.

I mean I'm Portuguese so I have to go at some point, right?

8. Go to Cape Verde.

Once again, I'm Cape Verdean so I have to go.

9. Vist one of the seven wonders of the world.

I mean hey, Egypt's on, my bucket list.

10. Try out surfing.

It's only natural that somebody from the Ocean State knows how to surf.

11. Learn a new langauge.

Because my little bit of Portuguese, Spanish and Latin isn't cutting it anymore.

12. Travel to a state that I've never been to before.

Fun fact: I've only been to 17 of the 50 states.

13. Go paddle boarding.

Pretty boring but I've never done it.

14. Go scuba diving.

I'm from the Ocean State so I guess I should see the ocean up close and personal.

15. Learn how to line dance.

There's actually a barn in my state that does line dancing, so this one will definitely get crossed off.

16. Go kayaking.

All this water around me and I haven't done a lot of the water activites.

17. Stay the night in a haunted hotel room.

I bet if I got my friends to come with me, it would be like the Suite Life of Zach and Cody episode, minus the ghost coming out of the wall but you never know.

18. Get my palms read.

Because who doesn't want to know their future.

19. Go to a medium.

Like a medium that can communicate with people that have died.

20. Take a helicopter ride.

Air plane: check Helicopter:....

21. Sleep under the stars.

Because sleeping in a tent is more like glamping than camping

22. Just to try new things in my everyday life.

Whether it's trying a new restaurant, getting something different at my usual restaurants, changing my usual style, going on the scary rides at amusement parks, and bringing things I used to do back into my life now.

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I Have No Idea What I Want To Do After College, And I've Accepted It

Unless being Carrie Bradshaw is an occupation, I don't have a dream job


I came to college with the life plan of majoring in psychology, graduating undergrad, immediately going to graduate school to earn a masters or Phd in psychology, to then work as a clinical psychologist.

Fall of sophomore year I came to the realization that psychology was not the right path for me.

I love advocating and expanding my knowledge of mental health– but personally, I don't want to be a college student for ten years.

After I realized this, I had a mental breakdown at the reality that I wasted three semesters taking psychology classes, when I could have been working towards a different degree– and that now, I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life.

Six months ago, I went into a career counselor's office hoping it would help me figure out what I wanted to do with my life and which major would help me get there.

Spoiler, it didn't help at all.

I ended up switching my major to English, and it was the best decision I have made while at college.

I discovered that I have a passion for writing, specifically creative writing.

Upon discovering this, I reflected on my childhood and realized that I always knew writing was something I wanted to pursue.

I remembered being in third grade and getting an assignment to write a short story. I wrote about a wacky, Halloween adventure, and I remember my teacher telling me that writing stories was my strength and to continue it. She even made me read it to my parents at conferences (embarrassing).

I even remember an English teacher freshman year of high school, whom I looked up to, told me she could see me working at a fashion magazine.

I remember thinking about how fun and creative that would be, but I also remembered thinking that the odds of being successful and having a career in that profession would be slim, and again, not practical.

After this recollection, I began thinking, what is the obsession I have with having a practical career? And why did I think this way even when I was younger and was supposed to have big dreams and was supposed to have the 'I could be anything' mentality.

Is it because society puts such an emphasis on being successful and having an impressive career?

And is it because being successful and having an impressive career can mean big salary and big salary means happiness?

Is it because there is an expectation that the job you have out of college should be the job you spend the rest of your professional life doing.

A year ago, I believed all of the above and was already experiencing anxiety relating to post-college life.

I believed that if I didn't have it all figured out by the time I graduated, that meant I was a failure.

But now, I feel empowered and okay about the fact I still don't know what I am going to do.

I now get excited over the fact I could apply for a vast variety of jobs.

I won't have a teaching degree that means I can only be a teacher or a nursing degree that means I can only be a nurse.

There are jobs and opportunities for English majors everywhere, and the thought of being able to travel and move around– until I find the place I fall in love with– is exciting to me.

I am open to the vast opportunities and options that are out there.

I don't believe I need to be ready to settle down and have it all figured out right when I get my diploma.

Maybe I'll take time and work as a teacher in the Peace Corps– something I've been researching and interested in.

Maybe I'll work as a journalist.

Maybe I'll work as an assistant at a publishing house and work my way up.

Maybe I'll go to grad school and get a teaching license.

Maybe I'll work multiple jobs at once.

Maybe I'll write a book.

Maybe I'll even work at a fashion magazine.

All I I do know is that I don't want to limit myself to one life plan that I determine when I am in my early twenties– I want to have as many experiences as I can before I settle down.

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