Good freaking morning

Yesterday, on the way to work, I yelled at the radio.

You see the morning show on cbc has a relatively new guy on, I guess, I can't really tell the difference because radio people all sound the same to me. Anyway, I guess he hasn't been at the morning show for very long, and at some point that subject comes up during his chit chat with the traffic lady. And you know what he says about getting up so early in the morning. He says "It's something you get used to" and I lost it.
My reaction was something like this.

NO YOU DON'T YOU STUPID RAT BASTARD! Followed by a word I won't use because I'd like to keep this blog more or less rated PG though sometimes I think I border on 14A.

I have been working at this job going on seven months now (ooh seven months poor baby I know I know) since I was previously only employed during the summer this is actually the longest I've ever been at any particular job, but I still have not gotten used to the schedule. Stumbling out the door before 6 am still doesn't work for me. Now, if you'd asked me about a month ago, maybe a month and a half, I'd have said "Sure! You get used to it!"

But that was TRICK!

During the summer you only think you get used to it because at 5 am the sun is all 'Hi! I'm up and that makes it easy for you to be up too! Horray for morning time!' and though I am not as enthusiastic as the sun my reaction is one of 'Well, ok, since you're up then I guess its ok for me to be up' and it lulls me in to this false sense of security and the idea that even though I am still tired everything is fine because there is light.

And then it FAILS me!

All of a sudden I'm waking up and it's still f--ing dark in the room and even the stupid sun gets to sleep in!

Now, maybe I would have got used to the schedule if I was actually finished working for the day at the end of an eight hour shift. But that's not how it works either. Sure I get to go home, get something to eat but by the time judge Judy comes on its all 'oops! You have to go back to work!' and then you know what the sun is doing by the time I get home? It's going to bed! Where I want to be! But instead I have to clean, and paint, and unpack, and play with a puppy.

So, no, Mr cbc radio man, you do not 'get used to it'.

Clearly I am not cut out for employment. Yes, this is the rant of a previously spoiled child who decided this year was the year to grow up and doesn't like doing it. Oh, and if anyone comes back with the comment "Just wait until you have children" somebody, I can't gaurantee who, is going to lose their face.