I’m not sure which is worse: the days coming to work after a vacation or the days after a Monday holiday.
Both require time to adjust as if the brain can’t seem to process the level of hell into which you’ve descended.
And let’s not forget the overwhelming number of things that need to be accomplished in a shortened period of time, and for added flavor, new things join the standard tasks, because the universe/fate enjoys screwing with you.
Around Thursday, morning conversation degenerates into letters: OK being the longest and Argh being a response we’re too tired to complete (coffee optional). Some, I’m sure, would be okay with a peg leg, if only because they could remove it and bean someone over the head.
But the most common trait of all, it the pirate squint. You know what it is. Friday, when the alarm goes off, only one eye opens. Evolution apparently worked it so half of us is asleep until the one open eye confirms that yes, it is time to get up.
For most of us, I’m sure such a state continues until that magical elixir coffee kicks in. For the rest, well that other eye opens about the time we’re driving to work:D
Just remember, it’s Friday. You can hang out with Captain Morgan after work.
Until next time!