Another thing about staggered work shifts

It's still early morning for me, and I'm barely even aware that it's 1:45AM Sunday morning. Having decided that the midnight meal of corn dogs, onion rings and french fries wasn't really appealing this early, I decided to get a bowl of raisin bran. In order to get at the cereal, I had to squeeze past a table of raucous people drinking wine and partying, and I realized that, for those people, it's still Saturday night!