These emails never match the resume. I work at a warehouse and like the job, but I definitely wouldn't trust some random person spamming me. When I was looking for a job, some guy was trying to get me to take this really sketchy job selling phones. Thanks but no thanks.
You're making me miss third shift, sort of. I don't know if I would ever go back to it again. There was something so peaceful about being up during the night, though. I miss it sometimes.