Most of the working folks I know, love Fridays.
I get the concept.
Friday: Once it is over….. helloooooooooo weekend.
However, I have yet to work on a Friday that was any different from any other day of the week.
Maybe, just maybe, Fridays might be the worst day of the week for surfacing issues and problems.
I wonder: Is it because the sales force is done traveling, for the most part, are back in their offices and decide to create a little stir, or havoc, as I call it.
Fridays seem to have more rush requests than any other day of the week.
Fridays are my coworkers’ favorite day to schedule a vacation day.
Those of us who didn’t take a vacation day, and agreed to back up the vacationers, can’t wait for the closing bell to ring.
Yeah, well, not literally.
Friday nights hold the promise of bliss and partying.
Most of us are too tired to indulge.
Grab a pizza, a beer and snooze on the couch.
Wake up at 11pm and head into bed.
It really doesn’t matter.
Fridays will always be that magical day when freedom is right around the corner.
Maybe not tonight, but tomorrow! Yes! Saturday.
That’s another story.
Cramming all the yard work, cleaning, chores and shopping into 2 days….. freedom?
And then in a blink of an eye.
It is Monday.
And we begin once again: