I work third shift at a hotel. I don't really have coworkers and show up to work visibly, out of my gourd, "please tell me you didn't drive here" fucked up every day and just game or paint miniatures. It doesn't do much beyond paying the bills but it's stable. Nobody wants to fuck up their sleep schedule, so if you show up and don't steal out of the cash register you're untouchable. Nobody's around to breathe down your neck and you can rain hell down on the customers if they get an attitude.
It's the position you wash up into if you live in burgerland and don't have an excuse to get on disability/have wealthy parents to leech off of. I haven't been able to hold any other job without having a mental breakdown after 6 months. It's wild how your overall mental health improves when you don't dread going into work every day. The isolation absolutely isn't for everyone, though. You gotta be the specific type of person who's very OK with being alone for an extended period of time.
I work third shift at a hotel. I don't really have coworkers and show up to work visibly, out of my gourd, "please tell me you didn't drive here" fucked up every day and just game or paint miniatures. It doesn't do much beyond paying the bills but it's stable. Nobody wants to fuck up their sleep schedule, so if you show up and don't steal out of the cash register you're untouchable. Nobody's around to breathe down your neck and you can rain hell down on the customers if they get an attitude.
It's the position you wash up into if you live in burgerland and don't have an excuse to get on disability/have wealthy parents to leech off of. I haven't been able to hold any other job without having a mental breakdown after 6 months. It's wild how your overall mental health improves when you don't dread going into work every day. The isolation absolutely isn't for everyone, though. You gotta be the specific type of person who's very OK with being alone for an extended period of time.