It’s Another Monday

Like Garfield, we all hate Mondays. It’s the official end of that glorious two days of freedom and our escape from the grind of the world. The morning commute, waking up two hours earlier than the last two days, the inevitable rush of work, and meetings. God, the meetings. They start before we’ve had a chance to really get our brains going. They drag on at times, sometimes until lunch. Then bosses wonder why we didn’t get anything else done on Monday.