i took a unisom sleepgel about an hour ago, along with a vodka & oj, but... as usual, it doesn't matter. sleep is overrated.
i remember spring break during the second year at ohio state. i had two jobs at the time, which were difficult to juggle with a full class schedule before and after the break. during the afternoon to early evening hours i worked as a cashier/greeter at bob evans. lol. looking back, i can't believe that i swallowed so much pride that i wouldn't have a problem wearing a string tie and doing what a two-year-old could do.
anyway. once i got home i'd put on the uniform of an inventory specialist. we'd wear an ugly brown suit with a small computer attached to a belt. more or less, it was an oversized calculator. this job required that we work in the off-hours of anywhere from 10 pm to noontime. hours varied.
it was the third day of working both jobs during spring break that i nearly lost it. i had worked about 35 hours for the last 2 1/2 days, with about 6 hours of commute time. i got home from bob evans at shortly past 11 pm and tried to grab a few hours of sleep because i had to be on the east side of columbus at a schottensteins at 3:30 am. we were to take inventory of the store from 4 until whenever. i was so tired that i fell asleep immediately. once my eyes closed, i had to wake up.
seriously, i was so tired getting ready for the other job that i almost cried. maybe not a fully dismantled cry... but a sob indeed. too young and stupid to know that i could just not go and quit the job, i got in my car and drove to the site. this is the odd part. on the way to work on route 33, i was so tired that my mind and my body had separated. my mind was telling me... and this is serious... that it would be okay if just drove off the side of the road into a cornfield or whatever and go to sleep there. i considered this option for about 10 miles. the thought of dispatching safety and embracing sleep at any cost was appealing. i had to battle with myself not to do this; however, it was very tempting. i "knew" that it would be dangerous, but i also "knew" that it would be worth it.
well, i somehow stayed on the road and got to the job. well... not really. when i got to the schottensteins and waited for about an hour with no one showing up, i went to the door and was let in by the guard. he thought that i worked there. i found out from an employee that there was no inventory to be taken. it was another schottensteins in columbus. young and stupid, i went to the other one and did my job
well... i don't know why type all of this. i guess it's just because i'm still awake and have not much else to do. i do understand, though, that sleep deprivation can be scary.