Good piece, Mike. I remember working nights in advertising. Nobody called it the night shift. Sometimes we worked all day and most of the night. No extra pay, no extra time off. It was the job, deadlines, production schedules, research. We were young and we figured we could take it. We couldn’t, we ate badly, we got the trots. Changing jobs helped…for a while. Then the same thing happened again…just not as regularly. Nothing like staring out the window at midnight and seeing people below, getting into cabs, going home with someone perhaps they met earlier. Your whole life can fly by before your eyes on those nights. Anyone who’s never experienced it, should. Young articling lawyers know what I’m talking about. So do techies and software giants. The army may make you a man, but night shifts make you an animal. Thanks for posting.