Depending on the amount of shifts you have as a Marshall your personal life schedule is somewhat diminished. I have retired as a lawyer but this is a new job indeed. Now it takes me 7 minutes to get to the golf course for an opening Saturday shift and 15 for a Sunday afternoon shift which is a fraction of time I spent commuting downtown when I worked there. A big plus!
Consider my typical Marshall shifts which are two a week and for me as the newbie I get the shit shifts being Saturday 7-12 and Sunday 12-4. Sunday is the absolute worst with the hackers and drinkers and dope smokers. The weekends are difficult as what energy do you have for socializing on a Saturday night if you are up at the crack of dawn and subject to horrific humidity or bone chilling cold. But it is the July and August shifts that suck the life out of you. You then may be greeted by a spouse who says cheerfully let’s take out the dog for a long walk. Saturday afternoon I fight nodding off and if I am expected to go out for a BBQ afterwards I am toast! Sunday is better as I can sleep in. Then my “free golf “on Friday and Monday at 8 a.m. so as not to take up the entire day as I am home for lunch or a long dog walk. Quite frankly I am in a state of perpetual exhaustion. But I smile and say sure let’s go on a live a normal life but my hours are not normal. I feel like a nighttime shift worker compounded by an elderly dog that barks to go out and pee at 5:15 a.m. What is the use of going back to sleep? My shit shifts screws up my week-end. And this gig is lasting 7 months! I suppose this is the price one must pay to be a Marshall?
Given that I am at the golf course 4 days a week trying to fit in a personal life is difficult and positively prohibitive as for vacation time which in these days of COVID is about nil. My career as a Marshall might be limited to a year and when COVID restrictions lift it may be time to retire!