Monday blues
I HATE Mondays.
Fine…actually, I really don’t.
Actually, I really don’t understand why everyone groans and moans about Mondays being the worst day of the week, when actually, it really isn’t. In fact, I must say that Mondays are actually the best day of the week for me.
Mondays are the only days when I actually get to sleep in (5 minutes IS extremely precious ya) because I know the traffic will not be as bad as the rest of the week (everybody hate Mondays mah…and naturally they think aiyoh, first day of the week sure jam wan….so they leave earlier lor) and the smart lazy ones like me
will wake up later and cruise to work lor.
I have to wake up early on Tuesdays because I have a Senior Management meeting to attend to by 9am, which also means that I have to leave home earlier to escape the early morning jam just so that I can get to office on time for the meeting or get machine gun-nized by the boss.
Wednesdays to Saturdays are working days (yes, damnit! I HAVE to work on a fucking Saturday!), which means that I cannot sleep in either. I’ll have to wake up somehwere between Monday’s and Tuesday’s wake-up time.
And Sundays. Fine. So I get to sleep late on Sundays. But so what. How can anyone be sleeping in on Sundays when the parents wake up early and make so much noise in the house that you can’t even get a good night’s rest (or in this case, a good morning’s rest) especially after a hard night of partying before. And it’s even worse that I ONLY have one night for partying…and that is a Saturday night.
So, tell me again, why do people hate Mondays?
But, I extremely hate today. Yes, today. Monday today. Why do I hate today, you ask?
Well, that’s because first thing in the morning, I get a nasty email from a client FUCKING us all up for something that wasn’t even our fault in the first place! And naturally, who is the one that has to come up with the crisis management. Yours truly!
Hell, nobody fucks nobody early on a Monday morning okay. And definitely NOT by email! Who do you think you are anyways? Just because we are providing you OUR good services, you think that you can control us??? You’re not even paying us enough to do that, bitch, so don’t go around thinking you are. You want some respect, well, EARN it!
Phew…..there, I’ve said it. Now can go home and have a good night’s rest.
