Getting a late call (industry term) usually means you're doing an all night and maybe half of the day. It's not that you're doing all nighters, its that you've been up most of the day before you got the call to work an all nighter. Meaning; say you're up sense 9AM-go to work at 9pm-you've been up already 12hrs; now add on the hours you've got to work-fuck. During the night at work I posted some pix of what we where doing. Now what I did for meals. Before going off to work I had a BLTA sandwich (dinner/breakfast). I started my night the same way I start my days when I commute to work, stop off at local Starbucks for a cup of java for the drive (the good thing working nights-no traffic), no banana, no bagel/cream cheese. Once at work I was craving something salty. Craft service had some mix nuts to much on (I had about two pailfuls). We didn't break for coffee or lunch; we where out to beat the hours (more about that later). The work was rather easy with the crew I was working with (another words guys who think it through). Got done with what we had to do and yes we beat the hours-ya! Now for the downfall, on the way out I snagged a Milkyway & Three Musketeers Bar-what the fuck was I thinking? Bad habit to eat sugar for the rush to stay awake for the drive home. Once home and sugar rush was over I crashed! Today when I woke up mid-day I pedaled my ass over to Starbucks for my 'first cup of the day' with a cheesy bagel/cream cheese. Stay outside drinking my java and watching people go about their daily life. Came back home to made a few calls on scripts thinking of having 'Taste of Texas' flaco taco (BBQ sausage) for last meal of the day.
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