I’m not like that orange cat… I don’t hate Mondays. I really don’t.
Some have called this “having a case of the Mondays. ” Nah, I think I’m beyond the case and working on at least 3 or 4 cases.
I loathe them. Hate may be a strong word but it doesn’t even approach the feet of how much I detest Mondays. Loathe might even be stretching it. I can only imagine how I would feel if I actually had a job. Boy…
For those of you out there seeing this at work today, I appreciate all you do and sympathize for you having to do it on a Monday. If I wore a hat, It would be tipped to you. If I had a neck, I would bow. I would… honest.
