Then I was offered the opportunity to work the night shift for one and a half times the salary, so I accepted immediately. I became an elevator operator and spent my nights in a velvet-lined elevator car, like an invisible person, or in a white jacket in the bathroom on another night, claiming to be indispensable to the customers when in reality they didn't need me at all. It was nice to get tips, but those nights there were no tips and I didn't get home until midnight, and then I had to get up at six.