tyler.durden
Well-Known Member
Let's be honest, Mondays suck ass. You probably got less than optimal sleep the prior weekend, and the party/rec time is over. You've got to wake up early, fight traffic, grab something to eat, spend the day with fuckers you wouldn't voluntarily hang with, drink coffee, attend meetings, blah, blah, blah ad nauseum. Unless you're like me and grow for a living, and spend the majority of time in your nice, comfy, warm house. Before I go bed, I look outside at the dark highway and see annoyed, tired people inching along in the morning rush hour, most heading toward meaningless, unfulfilling jobs they need to work just to be able to live and get by. I'm thankful I'm no longer one of them, I did my time...
How about you? Are you one of these sorry asses, or do you enjoy how you spend your time? This thread is about the Monday blues, so sing your tales of woe. So I can read them while I sit in my lazyboy, wrapped in a blanket, sipping hot chocolate... and smiling. Smiling because I'm glad I'm not you
How about you? Are you one of these sorry asses, or do you enjoy how you spend your time? This thread is about the Monday blues, so sing your tales of woe. So I can read them while I sit in my lazyboy, wrapped in a blanket, sipping hot chocolate... and smiling. Smiling because I'm glad I'm not you