I also had to remind myself multiple times that I didn’t get to sleep in and goof off the next day. Because unlike everyone with half a brain in their head, I did not make it a 4 day weekend and would be headed off to work the next morning.
If working the day before a holiday made me feel like I was the only idiot stuck working, I’m pretty sure we can all agree working the day after a holiday is exponentially worse. Hardly any cars in the parking lot. No lights on in whole sections of the building. And library style quiet instead of the usual hustle and bustle.
It’s a lot like working the day after Thanksgiving which I’ve also stupidly failed to take off many, many times.
Someone somewhere should do a study of how completely unproductive most of us are when we work on days like that. Because I swear, all day when I run into someone I spend a good 10 minutes agreeing with them that we are idiots and should have taken the day off like everyone else. Sometimes if we’ve been feeling especially lonely at our desks we’ll discuss the great parking spot we got in the parking lot, too.
I had that conversation at least 12 times today. 12 times 10 minutes per conversation and I say they may as well just pay me to stay home and call it a wash. With logic like that, it’s probably for the best that I don’t run the operation.
|Splash contest! Duh!|
|Our 100 pound whale/labrador likes to swim, too. Seems awesome until that 100 pound vessel is headed at you in the middle of the pool and you can tell he wants to cuddle.|