DISCLAIMER:
TO ANY POTENTIAL EMPLOYERS WHO MIGHT BE READING THIS. I “EXAGGERATE” FOR MY ART, FOR MY BLOG. SHOULD YOU HIRE ME, I WOULD BE AN EXEMPLARY EMPLOYEE. NO MATTER WHAT THE DAY OF THE WEEK. EXCEPT THOSE ENDING IN “Y”.
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I have decided that Friday’s are like a numbing agent; like the topical spray the podiatrist uses on your toe before he digs out an ingrown. Or the Anbesol you put on a mouth ulcer. Hypothetically of course. No ingrowns or ulcers here . . .
Fridays take the edge off the work day and cause everyone to have a “devil may care” attitude. You know how hard you work to get everything done before you leave for a week’s vacation? Fridays are the opposite.
If it’s not done, it’ll get done on Monday. If it’s brainstorming and fresh ideas you’re looking for, see me on Monday. Co-workers who have been snipping, glaring and complaining about each other all week can go to lunch with a group and not kill each other (no, I will not name names).
I normally go by the credo by the great philosopher, Tim McGraw*: “Live Like You Were Dying”. But on Fridays, I live by: “Why do on Friday what you can do on Monday?”
Have a great weekend and if you don’t get to it Monday, there’s always Tuesday. Or Wednesday. You get the idea.
* By “great philosopher” I mean a philosopher who wears jeans like no other.
