"C'mon sleepy-head. It's wakey-upey time! It's a beautiful morning, the sun is shining AND THE BIRDS ARE SINGING! SMILE AND BE HAPPY, YAAAAAAAAY!!!"

"No. It's early. I didn't get enough sleep. Now leave me alone before I have to kill you!"

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"This one time, at Projection Camp, I stuck a xenon bulb in a lamphouse...wait, that's not funny."

~Ethan.

Show of hands here, who has gone the longest without seeing a sunrise? (Staying up all night and catching it at the back end of the day doesn't count.) I have to disqualify myself because I had insomnia a couple of weeks back. There have been entire years when I might have seen one or two sunrises, max.

Jerry, I don't have an accurate hour count, as I didn't realize those times I was about to enter the day that would never end, but I've had several that have tipped the 48 hour mark. (Something tells me that my 48 hour day is not going to end up being the record amongst the members here.) I too have gone months without seeing a sunrise, but am finding myself seeing more and more of them lately, right before I go to sleep after working all night. There's just something not right about walking out of a theater to see the sun rising.

As an aside, I went for a job interview a few days ago. It's a long story and most of the details aren't relevant to this thread, but the fact that the job involved starting work at 7am(!!!) 5 days a week with 12 hour shifts made it somewhat less than attractive. Don't get me wrong - there were other factors such as the lousy pay and downright ugly working conditions/environment which made the decision not to even consider it very easy, but waking up at 5am daily for so very little to look forward to is (insert expletive here).

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'How about a movie? They're showing them in theatres now! I hear it's like watching a video with a bunch of strangers and a sticky floor.' - Xander Harris, from 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'.

Simple!

Gettin' up!!!!!
 

Mornings remain special to me because I see so few of them. With West Coast television ending at 11:00 PM and the late night stuff, I rarely rise before 9:00 AM. My other problem with rising early is that my mouth is like cement and one eye is always glued shut in the morning.

I’m the early one in my household. The others wouldn’t rise before noon if they had a choice. This is odd because my parents rise at 5:30 AM every day.

 

---Benjamin Franklin

Why am I in the theatre business again?

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"Running through life at 24 frames per second"
 

Some other folks in Oklahoma had a much worse morning than mine today. At 7:30am some idiot driving a barge in the Arkansas River hit the I-40 bridge crossing and brought down a 400 foot section of the superhighway. Some cars and trucks went into the drink and several people are still missing (no fatalities at this point). Now, that's something to hate in the morning!
 

JJ

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"Film is made of silver, video is made of rust"
'nuf said
 

Yeah, morning "practice" can really take it outta ya, but then again, it's usually worth it....

I usually get outta bed around 7:30A or so depending on what's going on that day.....

>>> Phil

My job will be starting at 5AM this week and will be working for 12 hour shifts with TWICE the equipment that I had to operate in the past.

I hate my job, but am glad to have one right now. There are so many here out of work.

I would work at a local theatre, but what they offered made me laugh and walk.

More later....
 

My biggest morning aggravation recently: my cat, Kashmir.
Now mind you, I love that adorable orange fur-ball.
Somehow, that feline has it in his head that it is perfectly acceptable to wake me up after I've been asleep for only a few hours, as though he needs to be let outside (no litter box in the house!) - which I'd rather get out of bed, and let him out, than wake up later and find a little 'surprise'.
So to wake me up, he'll sit on me, with his two front paws right below my collarbone, and put most of his weight on his front paws, then rub his nose all over my face - not a particularly nice way to get jolted out of a dream. So I'll groggily get out of bed, and head over to the door to let him out - and the little bastard stops at the food bowl, and chows down, instead of strolling out the door!
...So then I pick him up and shove his fuzzy butt out the door -whether or not he actaully needs to go!
There are very few things for which I do not mind being woken from a deep snooze! (And a cat playing games isn't one of them!)
 

Arrive at the boathouse at 6:00am for an outing. It's cold, it's raining (though knowing my luck that'll be hail or snow before too long), I'm really not awake and now I have the opportunity to spend two hours killing myself just to ensure that I'm too physically exhausted to be manage the high speed cycle ride required to get to lectures on time.

Some other member of the crew wandrs over sleepily and declares:

"Didn't think much of that film last night."

The put together and watch through of the film took me three to four hours two nights before, the projection and take apart took a similar time the night before (if you can call it that as I've probably had about two hours sleep between leaving the booth and crawling down to the boathouse) and I spent the whole film that he didn't enjoy listening to the whirr of the projector and barely paying attention to the film, but I've got to be there to run the thing. He's had at least twice as much sleep as me if not three times so and he had a relaxed evening in the auditorium the night before not enjoying the film I slogged my guts out to put on screen for him and the rest of the audience.

None of that irritates me though, the thing that I hate about mornings is that I have neither the heart nor the energy to throw the offender in the river and end up going "Sorry" instead...
 

Garfield
booth pussy
 

"What can you expect from a day that starts with getting out of bed in the Morning."
 

Although I am not a morning person, I will have to get used to it when I become a tech, and I do not want to give that up, no sir! Start work around 6 or 7 in the morning, be finished by 1 or 2, have the rest of the day to yourself. Not too bad I suppose.

I'm far more of a morning person than an evening person - out of choice I sleep from around 2200-0500. The thing I hated most about working in cinemas was having to stay up until 2am when there were late shows on, especially in the summer since I can't sleep at all if there's any daylight around.

My other morning pet hate is moron drivers. They think that because there is not much traffic they have the right to behave like psychos. One of them put a smile on my face earlier this year, though. On the way to work I was tailgated by a t**t in a BMW for about three miles (whom I observed in my mirror with one hand on the steering wheel and the other clamping a mobile 'phone to her left ear), and when I slowed down to go through a village she decided that speed limits didn't apply to her and pulled out to overtake me. She failed to notice a lorry starting to turn right out of a side road... and bang went her no-claims bonus! This was at 6.30am on a January morning, in pitch black with thick freezing fog covering the Vale of York, and there was condensation all over the windows of her car. Judging by a bruise on her forehead when she got out of the car, I strongly suspect that the driver was not wearing a seat belt.

Some people are determined to kill themselves; I just wish they wouldn't try to take me with them!