Tired of the Midnight Blues

Hey there, fellow night owls! I'm one of those people who thinks they're invincible when it hits 1 AM and decides to start a massive cleaning spree. Yeah, you guessed it, that's me after four hours into my shift at work. I’m supposed to be monitoring the machinery for any signs of trouble, but instead, I’m scrubbing every inch of my desk as if it were contaminated with some sort of deadly virus. Don't get me wrong, things look pristine and sparkly after a good cleaning session, but then comes the inevitable: half an hour before my shift ends, something goes haywire in the system, and because I’ve been so distracted by the cleanliness-induced high, I barely notice until it’s too late. My supervisor always gives me that side-eye whenever this happens, as if they can tell exactly what I've been up to behind their back. Still, I keep doing it, who needs sleep anyway when you can have a squeaky-clean office?