Today is Labor Day. September Fifth Two-thousand and Eleven.
9-5. Hmmm, interesting.
As an actor in Chicago I’ve had many “day jobs” over the years. Working for a general contractor I used to be at work at seven and finish around four or five. I spent a few weeks on a temp job opening envelopes all day from eight to four. When I was waiting tables we started at ten. Sometimes I would be done to watch a 1:20 Cubs game start.
My latest job doesn’t really have set hours; at least not yet.
Try to go to sleep. He’s snoring. Cute little baby snores.
Out of the crib. Slung across the arm. Furiously rocking. “Hey, Co-worker, you go back to sleep, I got this one.”
I’m gonna let my co-worker handle this one.
Two sips out of a bottle and he’s out; for now.
Phone rings. Co-worker’s mom is gonna walk him around a bit. I’m gonna go back to sleep.
I haven’t slept this late on the job in awhile, at least in the last four months.
Excursion (read: Photo-Op) to Peck Farm Butterfly House. Load everybody up!
Peck Farm closed because it’s a government facility and it’s Labor Day!
Lunch Break. Co-worker’s dad grilled some brats and Italian sausage.
Drive back to Chicago. Mom and boy asleep. NPR talking about jobs and 9/11. I love the view of the city from 290.
What a gorgeous day! Today felt like summer ran for the hills! Why is there no one on the beach? Because it’s 65 degrees!
Co-worker is discussing costume plans for Halloween. Time to start the nighttime ritual. Probably have a few more punches of the clock before midnight.
This job has a pretty grueling schedule but my co-worker is the best I’ve ever had and the pleasure of working with and the benefits package (see picture) is pretty good.
About the author: Kyle Hamman (@khambone) is an actor, husband, father, son and filmmaker. He was born in OK, raised in AR, and proudly lives in Chicago.
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