Monday Freaking Morning...
Ok so I woke up this morning and my worse nightmare came true. It was MONDAY MORNING!!!! I really hate mondays. But you know what I hate more? Perky people on monday mornings. I do not care what you did this weekend and that is why I didn't ask you. Please do not ask me about my weekend. It was great. Every monday I say the same thing. It was great. Why? Because I was not here at this lame job and I was not having this stupid conversation with you! I have never once on a weekend been asked 'how was your work week?' Simply because that wouldn't make sense! You see even if my leg had been sawed off with a butter knife over the past 3 days in no way would it be worst than being here. Am I getting through to you? Don't invite me to get a cup of coffee with you because I "need" to wake up! It is in both of our best interest that I do not wake up because I may suddenly realize exactly how much I hate you and beat you into a bloody pulp! Ok I've moved on Have a great week everybody!