Week Fourteen

Musings on the confusings of shift work

by David L. Allen

Monday was Sunday this week for me.
My schedule called for working at three.
But Tuesday's the day confusing to me...
That's Monday by your watch,
I'm Sure you'll agree.

I came in at three,
And worked 'til eleven,
All set to return next morning at seven.
Well cramming two days into twenty-four hours
Exceeds the limits of my mental powers --
'Cause somewhere or somehow (at no awful cost!)
One of those days, in my mind became lost!
So on Wednesday (or Thursday) I said Tuesday had come.
Responded my wife "Your skull must be numb!"
"It's Wednesday! All day as a matter of fact--
You'd better start getting your head in the act."
"You're kidding! You mean that it's Thursday today?
And tomorrow is Friday??
My Gosh! You don't say!!"

So here I sit on Friday at noon,
Surprised by my weekend's coming so soon.
Yes Friday, that's right, though it's Thursday for you.
Even time can be changed by your point of view!

DLA, 76148
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