What happens when you take a 6+ year night-shift creature and switch to day-shift? Zombies happen. Waking up in your own bed to a 5am alarm, absolutely clueless and disoriented happens. Blatantly running a stop sign on the way to work happens. Spilling coffee on yourself happens. I consider it a good day when I leave the house and have all my clothes on. Not feeling utter disdain for humanity happens. No longer checking ER wait times happens. Not looking at every ambulance as the harbinger of utmost evil things happens.
Enjoying the job so far, not expecting too much, not getting over-the-top excited, firmly believing that it's just a job, nothing more, nothing less. My life outside of work is much more important.
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