I like the graveyard shift
It's quiet, I can read all night
I don't mind wearing a uniform
I don't mind walking in the dark
You make your rounds, you check all the locks
And when the sun rises, when everyone is getting up
You punch out and go home
fat queer fox, enjoyer of music, hoarder of shiny discs, sonic and racing game speedrunner, hater of cars and streaming services