My
Philosophy on...
The
Days of the Week
Monday
You're too numb from the weekend to realize that the new week has
even begun. You just sort of stumble your way through the day with a
zombie-like aura until that five o'clock
whistle blows.
And then like Fred 'n Barney bailing from the gravel pit, you high-tail it right
the fuck outta there. So this day is a push.
Tuesday
Now to me, Tuesday is really the only bad day of the week... but why?
Because by this time, that numbness and zombie-like aura that got you
through Monday has given way to full bore blood circulation and
focus. Bringing back to life the whole person that you usually are.
Then, suddenly it hits you.
Holy fuckin' shit I'm back at work,
AND, it's only fucking Tuesday!
This realization shatters your
psyche with all the force of a Mike Tyson uppercut. OUCH! At this
point, life truly sucks.
Wednesday
Is hump day of course!
And by noon time you have reached the glorious
summit of yet another mountainous work week.
And have begun yet
another highly anticipated decent down said mountainous terrain
taking those very first wondrous steps towards that holy grail, your
saving grace... Friday!
Thursday
Well Thursday just fly's by... why?
Because tomorrow is... go ahead,
you can say it!
Because muthafucka, tomorrow is FRIDAY,
that's
why!
So who gives a flying fuck what today is! And well, also
for me, it happens to be payday as well, oh yeah!
Friday
And then finally, the alarm goes off for the very last time
of the work week. It's Friday muthafucka, it's hump day plus two,
rise and shine my friends.
By this time of the week your body may be
there physically going through the motions while at work, but your
mind, passion and complete attention span have already been lost to
the possibilities of the upcoming weekend mayhem.
Now to me, this is
where the true “sweet spot” of the entire weekend occurs.
I call it being in the zone!
It's those next couple of hours as you wrap things up at work when it
hits you that you've made it to the finish line, finally the end is
here. You take a huge deep breath and then a long exhale! So
muthafucking exhilarating.
Those
next couple of hours really are so sweet because you know that you
can do anything in the world that you want. Because you have the
chance to sleep-in the next two mornings
if you'd like.
Two full days
off with no responsibility. It's such an uplifting handful of hours
you're about to experience before you actually get to
the mayhem.
Saturday
and Sunday
There's only one word that could possibly
describe these next two days.
And we can find that word violently
vibrating it's way through the vocal cords of Scottish legend William Wallace, as he was portrayed by Mel Gibson in the film Braveheart... FREEDOM!
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