3 AM is the best time of the night. I worked the midnight shift for decades. 3 AM is the time between really late and real early. It is also the best time to go to the Waffle House!
I usually put begging letters straight into the shredder, until one day the change they had inside broke my shredder. The charities I support don’t beg.
My father told me I HAD to play football. I told him in no uncertain terms that it wouldn’t happen. The coach was a jerk and many of the other players were bullies. I think I was the original Calvin, I had so many adventures alone. As a middle child, I was ignored and my adventures were wonderful.
For me, me not you, me, fishing is the worst punishment there could be. It is outside and outside sucks, always too hot or cold or sunny. You might catch a fish then what do you do you throw it back. I could go on. I would rather be by myself in a cubicle in a computer room on the night shift. Am I weird? Yes, and I know it.
I had that happen once. I looked outside and didn’t see my car. I said to myself. “hmm… I don’t remember putting it in the garage last night.” Went to go out the door and snow was halfway up the door. The car was in the driveway buried. I got out, but it took a couple of hours of digging. I would have stayed home but it was Christmas day and I wanted to spend it with family. I made the 20-mile drive, It took hours. But I made it.
3 AM is the best time of the night. I worked the midnight shift for decades. 3 AM is the time between really late and real early. It is also the best time to go to the Waffle House!