It's been just under thirty years that I've held a working position where weekends (Saturdays and Sundays) were my days off.
To some, that would be unthinkable and socially caustic to ever try to cope with or have to endure. Hey'll, the caché of having to work any weekend day for some, absolutely diminishes your stature in the eyes of inflexible and insular luddites.
I've long ago grown accustomed to that and the negative perceptions and connotations that police, firemen, some doctors, emergency workers and a wide range of other folks who hold necessary jobs that must be done off the 9 to 5 paradigm.
For many years now, Sundays and Mondays have been my days off and I have grown quite fond of that. Wifey's friends have also realized for many years that on Mondays, she will very likely not return or answer phone calls promptly with the tacit understanding that we were tending to personal needs that had to be fulfilled, satiated and quenched on that specific day. Such, admittedly by them, much to their envy.
On Mondays, our home phone rarely rings until the evening but, on the occasions that it does, some who are close personal friends of ours have left some funny and risqué messages over the years.
Karen Carpenter, The Boomtown Rats, The Bangles and psycho Brenda Spencer were all sooooo shortsighted, ignorant and they all possessed poor coping skills.
Happy Monday to you!
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posted by JerryNJ @ 6:54 AM
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