If I learned anything from my full watch-through of the entire Buffy the Vampire Slayer series it’s that, during the full moon (including the night before and the night after) I need to lock up my werewolf boyfriend in the mysterious cage that, for some reason, Giles has in his library. Sage advice, wouldn’t you say?
Hey, and guess what? According to fullmoon.info, in Vancouver, the full moon was today, March 8th, at 1:39am. I always notice a full moon, but last night while I was out with friends we couldn’t believe the beauty of it hanging in the eastern sky between the buildings of downtown Vancouver.
As somebody who works in customer service, I have seen, over the years, a marked difference in the way people act during a full moon. People are crabbier, more demanding in an “I want my mommy!” sort of way, and they’re more likely to jump down your throat no matter how nice you are to them. This morning when I “woke up” – I use quotation marks because I didn’t actually sleep at all – and checked Twitter before heading to work at 5:30am, the other #604EarlyBirds were saying the same thing: Shitty sleep, now I’m crabby.
From ABC News (source):
It’s one of the most enduring myths in human history, embedded in popular culture and folklore from Transylvania and the myth of the werewolf to Creedence Clearwater Revival’s breakaway 1969 hit, “Bad Moon Rising.” The word “lunacy” has its roots in the Latin word for moon.
That article’s actually a pretty good read, btw, if you’re interested in looking into these myths and where they originated.
I hear, though I don’t have the facts and figures to back it up, that more women go into labour/have their babies during a full moon than any other night (any labour and delivery nurses want to back me up on that?). And though the myth that crime and violence increases during a full moon have been “debunked”, cops remain some of the most adamant supporters of the myth.
I don’t know why this happens. Maybe it’s a supernatural thing, like the werewolves of lore and teenage dramedies from the nineties. Or maybe that’s where the werewolf myth* came from in the first place; people acting like metaphorical beasts prompted the story-tellers to weave tales of wolves that roam the night feasting on humans. Talk about crabby. Maybe it’s something to do with the gravitational pull of the moon being just so during this time that effects the air pressure and blah blah blah. Doesn’t really matter, because it’s not just a coincidence when most people I talk to tell me they’re feeling the same way.
So, for my own research, I want to know: how did you sleep last night? How are you feeling today? Have you experienced an increased number of crabby people today? Hit me with it!
*Yes, they are a myth,no matter how many times you tell me that Twilight could be real. Fuck Team Jacob.