Dealing Friday

If you reside in the United States, legally or illegally, you must agree that Fridays are the happiest day of the week.

Whether you are employed or not, enslaved or indentured, everyone is ridiculous over Fridays. It is a geyser of happiness, starting with the mailroom and making it’s way rapidly through the pool of admin assistants, making its way to mid to senior management that remembers to bring donuts. Nothing like the trickle down sadness of Mondays. No.

Fridays are still happy for those no longer employed. More than nostalgia about Fridays at the office, there is a new purpose and definition to the day: you don’t have to worry about finding a job or an excuse for not having one for a few days.

People in general move at a different pace, smile at each other, talk to each other. There is harmony in the most mundane places: the supermarket, the car repair shop, Dunkin’ Donuts.

It is either that or everyone is smoking medical marijuana.

Published by Mari

I was born with a widow's peak and a thick accent. I majored in English as a second language. I work ( and travel ( and sometimes do both.

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