It’s Monday.
We all hate Mondays.
Mondays should really be Friday.
Bare with me on this.
Because everyone hates Monday but craves for the arrival of Friday
it makes sense (to me anyway) to swap these two days around.
If the working week started with a Friday we could all go
out on Friday night and have a drink with friends, maybe go out for a meal, but
ultimately the first day of the working week would be a dress down day filled
with the joy of having fun before the clock strikes midnight.
The end of the working week would also be a joy. Just because
it is a Monday and you have been working hard (I assume you have at the very
least made it LOOK like you have been working hard) you should be knackered and
tired and fed up after spending 35+ hours with a bunch of smelly, lazy idiots
who take the last pen from the stationary cupboard or have managed to get a
date worth that sexy blond in accounts.
The end of the week should be like a Monday but under the
new Bumferry Working Week, Monday is the best day. That’s because it is the end
of the week and the weekend starts and who doesn’t like a weekend?
Nothing is quite this simple though.
In order to enjoy Friday which now the Monday and Monday
which is now the new Friday, one concession has to be made.
The Weekend will no longer be called the weekend. Instead it
will be called the Weekstart (that’s week start not weeks tart).
This will ensure that people don’t forget that I really
shouldn’t be in charge but at least one person has called for me to be Prime
minister and who am I to argue!
In the best political way these changes will make no difference to me as I work 7 days a week anyway and I don't see why anyone else should have a good time.
Oh yes, M is also for memory of which mine is simply rubbish
as I forgot to write this last night and have had to rush out this pile of
tripe for your eyes to roll over.