Everybody Hates Mondays

IF YOU ARE READING THIS THEN YOU MUST SURELY HATE TODAY!

Cranky Bosses

The 'Mood o Meter' of bosses on Mondays are always rock bottom. Heaven knows why their moods are usually in the gutter on the first working day of the week? They move around like terriers, barking orders, threatening, snooping around expecting profits and results. Unrealistic expectations and edicts are doled out by them e.g 'From now on, we are disabling Facebook and Twitter from systems etc...' The only up-side though is that by Tuesday, all these are forgotten and relegated to history.

Traffic

As free as a bird
As light as a feather
As ‘trafficky’ as Lagos
Yeah right, you read that...Lagos. Inhabitants of this great state spend half of their working lifes in traffic heading to work and it doesn't get better on a Monday morning. Imagining your cranky boss getting to work before you adds that extra acceleration to your speedometer. Lucifer on a Monday would be filled with wet dreams and ecstatic delight with the curses and swears bandied around by irate motorists. All these just add to demystify Fela's myth of 'Suffering and Smiling' which has irrecoverably changed to 'Suffering and Frowning' and who would blame us?

Weekend Hangover

From experiences, we usually indulge in excesses over the weekend. It is usually too much of sleep, alcohol, sex, gossip. Believe me, one thing about excesses is that it is hard to get over and Mondays just fill you with nostalgia of how well the weekend went. The above two reasons-cranky bosses and traffic solidifies my point.

Meetings

Blah, blah, blah...’We need to expand, make profit and on and on...’ Men and women in suits sit down at a round table liking the sound of their voice just drone repeatedly about something they said the week before to half-asleep or brain-dead staff. How about just sending a mail or something? Meetings are just butt-kissing contests with every member of staff trying to outdo the other on who butt-licks the most. Power Tussle+Ego clashes+Buttlicking=Meetings.

5760 minutes to another weekend

Excruciating wait for another weekend of excesses. Let the countdown begin...

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