Shadow People
For those of you who don't know, a few months back we started brewing 24 hours a day. This means that some lucky brewers get to work the graveyard shift. To be honest I really don't mind working nights every once in a while. It's just you and the beer. What more could a brewer ask for? But after a few weeks on the nightshift I realized we are not alone. Someone is always there, lurking in the shadows. I see them in between the fermenters and out the corners of my eyes but when I turn to greet them there's nothing there. I know what you're thinking and no, it's not Brock. It's The Shadow People. Sometimes they move silently around the tanks. Sometimes they just sit and stare at us. It's hard to work under that kind of pressure so everyone tries to ignore them, but we know they're there. They're always there. I wish they'd leave us alone. I don't know what they want. Maybe they're thirsty. I'll leave a beer out.