For a lot of people, Monday mornings seem to be the worst times of the work week. And it is understandable because after a weekend and especially a weekend filled with activities, Monday morning can be a drag.
For me, I think the worst time is Friday afternoon, at around 3pm or thereabouts. I can almost taste the weekend. But time seems to be slower and almost come to a standstill. And most of the time, my mind is already the weekend but I still have a couple of hours to go. THAT, can be a drag.
So imagine on a sleepy Friday afternoon, and suddenly we were told to go to the 2nd floor (I’m on 3rd) for a tea-time treat. Immediately my eyes lit up. No more sleepy. Off to the 2nd floor we go!
Wow! Quite a spread!
So after a quick meal and some mingling with co-workers, it’s back to sleep.. I mean, work. WORK!
-hazrock, daydreaming in front of the PC