Fridays

Right…This is something that people in the workforce say in passing on a Friday afternoon. Everyone seems so happy to have 48 hours of solitude after spending, on average, 40 hours trapped in a tiny 8x10 office or even worse, a tiny windowless cubicle. Okay… so there are 40 hours out of the week when I’m supposed to actually be working, another 2 hours a day spent commuting. Most of my waking time is spent staring at a computer screen and sharing recycled air with a bunch of retarded monkeys. Saturday is usually spent running errands that I can’t do during the week and most of the Christians spend their Sundays in church looking for solace. So … ladies and gentlemen I implore you, what is so happy about a god damn Friday afternoon??