Call your congressman.
I say we all call our congressmen and see if we can’t get rid of this affliction that they call Monday. When I was younger I could never quite understand what all the fuss was about. Now that I am older, and hopefully wiser, I understand.
Mondays are evil. God made Tuesday through Sunday, but satan had his hand on Monday! (For some reason my spell checker wanted to capitalize satan, not gonna happen, I reserve that one for God and Jesus!) Anyway, I just hate Mondays. While I can’t get into all the reasons right now, suffice it to say that I have some darn good ones!
I am tossing around a couple of different ideas for Fry day, I am having a hard time deciding though. I am getting down to the nicer places on my list. Granted there are still some crap places on the list too, but some of them I am really looking forward to because I love ‘em!
K, going to bed now, nighty night!
I thought we had gotten past this.
The title actually goes with the post this time, sound the trumpets!
Anyway, Friday was a bad day, very very bad. It was like a Monday only 10 times worse. I have this hangup about work, I have to accomplish something. Friday night, I did not. I was having no luck with anything that I did. I was ready to surrender before the first half on the night was up.
I thought I had put that night behind me though. Then came Monday. It was a Monday like no other Monday I had ever experienced. By the end of the night I was a firm believer that Mondays are evil, pure evil. I practically ran out of the building when my shift was over last night.
Now we come to today. As I sit here I am thinking about what might happen tonight at work. I really don’t want to go. I need a break from the stress, I have no more sick days left. I guess I could call in dead!




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