This is my second day back at work after having been away on a week of vacation. It sucks, and I would rather be back where we were staying.
On the last day before our return to NYC, the “Sunday Night Blues” set in. That dread of having to go to school and the fun is over. We got it twice, as we came back to the city on Friday, and then didn’t return to school and work until Monday. So, on Sunday, we had the blues all over again.
That dread of having to return to something that you don’t like is a part of life that I wish I could shake. The only time I remember not having it was when I dropped out of college and was working some pretty awful dead end jobs to make ends meet. In that period of life, I worked weekends, so there was no dread of Monday. Most of the time I had Monday and Tuesday off. Depending on the job, I would even have a third day off during the week as well. My memory was that it was a Thursday.
Now that I am thinking about this, that was the fun thing about awful dead end jobs; your weekend was during the week. The lines were always short and retail people were pretty happy to see you.
Other than that, living in poverty is awful.
To conclude; I would prefer not to work. If I have to work, I prefer dead end, but I disliked poverty. Hence, I have to go to work on Monday.
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