the overnight stock person

see note for reviewers.

the overnight stock person varies with the place of imprisonment---

each retail or grocery store is its own bumbling chaotic center of

amusement

for anyone who understands the nature of

minimum wage + an extra dollar for screwing up your sleep

patterns

in order to work from 9pm to 5am or further---

more than likely,

this individual works another job in the day anyway,

as in case you didn’t notice,

things ain’t so perty in the job market---

they probably stuff themselves full of energy drinks on the way downtown on the

train or

buzzing in their prospective automobile,

if they are fortunate enough to have one---

regardless,

what happens at night after the supervisor has had their moment

giving one the lowdown on

what will go on during the shift,

the “demons” come out---

people bring their substance of choice to ingest while

keeping themselves occupied

people who have come to the conclusion that they aren’t being treated well

take it upon themselves to take from the company what is

rightfully theirs,

to sell on the street later or

to simply treat themselves.

 

the overnighter can see a lot of turnaround,

as people just don’t have the required stamina to sacrifice their

daytime lives to the need for sleep,

so that they may slave away at night---

whether they are folding clothes in a retail store or

unloading trucks and stocking grocery shelves,

there is no avoiding the obvious truth that

one can’t do this forever &

like red says to andy in

the shawshank redemption,

“every man has a breaking point”---

for that matter, this is the 21^st century after all,

every woman has theirs &

no doubt,

the wrath is no less severe.

 

while we are still hoping that our toil will somehow lead to a

better life

we churn away in the middle of the night,

bottling up our fears that

this

is

how

it

will

end---

ready to snap at any instant,

and yet,

forcing ourselves to accept the most ridiculous of

instructions

in penetrating desperation,

we march on into nothingness

grateful that we are able to be working

amidst the growing

unemployed.

Author's Note

“By working faithfully eight hours a day you may eventually get to be boss and work twelve hours a day.”

-Robert Frost

Bill Lumbergh: Hello Peter, whats happening? Ummm, I'm gonna need you to go ahead come in tomorrow. So if you could be here around 9 that would be great, mmmk... oh oh! and I almost forgot ahh, I'm also gonna need you to go ahead and come in on Sunday too, kay. We ahh lost some people this week and ah, we sorta need to play catch up.

-From the film, Office Space

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