It's been a week of long hours for myself and the rest of my department. Yesterday morning, when I got home, I took my keychain out of my pocket and found myself hitting the 'unlock car' button while standing outside my apartment door. Yeah, that's the sort of morning I had. I was able to catch some sleep from about 8:30AM to 2:30PM, then it was up to get ready to go back to work.
After a busy afternoon on the job, it was off to another site to relieve another overworked coworker and cover the graveyard shift. During our shift change briefing, I removed my phone out of my pocket in order to show him a couple of pictures I had taken on the job, then put my phone on the desk. He left for home and I checked out the site, as is customary soon after arrival. While wandering the property, I received a phone call... around 1AM.
"I have to tell you something."
"Is everything okay?"
"Not really, but it's not a real emergency... what kind of phone do you have?"
"Same sort that you have, same sort as we use on the job..."
"I brought your phone home, along with mine."
"Uhhhhh... I don't anticipate getting any phone calls all night, I can take the work phone home to use as an alarm, and we can exchange phones tomorrow night."
"If I feel okay, I will get it to you later this morning."
It's just not me, then... we're all a little punchy, with three weekends to go in October. At least we have good senses of humor about this sort of thing... at least for now.