Mondays

I wake up on a monday morning and the first thing that goes through my still half asleep mind is how badly i don't want to go to work today, however i get up anyways, disregarding my natural instincts to jusy blow it off and sleep another few hours. I search for some clean clothes but of course my girl friend forgot to do another laundry so im forced to scrape together an outfit barely suitable for a substitute teaching job. "This is going to be a good day", i say to myself as i open the shades of my window and stare out into the world being torn apart by thick rain. To add to this perfect start to a monday morning, there's no food in the fridge. I need a new girl friend. On my way to work the traffic is heavy due to the rain. I even almost get into an accident by some jerk-off trying to cut me off. So now not only is it a monday morning which is nobody's favorite thing in the slightest, but I look like i bought my outfit from goodwill, the weather is horrible, I'm cranky from an empty stomach, and my anxiety level just shot up a few notches from the near-death experience moments ago. I finally get to work where it takes me 10 minutes just to find a parking spot and once this seemingly impossible task is complete, i realize i forgot my umbrella in the midst of all my frustration during the pre-work rituals. Im about ready to blow as i trudge through puddles with nothing but a magazine to cover me from the rain. I get into my cozy 6 by 6 foot cupicle where im interupted by my bosses secretary who tells me im needed in her office. this is never a good thing so im pre emptively trying to calm myself down cause at this point anymore stress might cause a brain hemorage. I sit down and my boss looks at me and says without any emotion "your services are no longer needed here, here's your last weeks pay" as she hands me an envelope probably containing enough money to buy my girl friend a nice break-up present. I walk out calm, yet inside im a volcano ready to explode. I dont remember the car ride home because i am too engulfed with rage. I get home and turn on the t.v. and sure enough ESPN is on. The best player on my favorite team is out for the season.....Im going back to sleep. Fuck mondays.