The worst morning of the week, I think, is Tuesday.
By Reg Green
Yes, I know Monday has always held the title — understandably, since after a weekend savoring liberty, shades of the prison house snap shut on the CEO and growing boy alike.
Tuesday was known merely for being the best supporting gloom-carrier. But I can now see more clearly the heroism of Monday, the feeling that miserable though it is, by even forcing yourself to get out of bed, you are doing something better than you expected of yourself. There’s a whiff of the Medal of Honor to it.
Tuesday, by contrast, has only cheerlessness. By then Friday afternoon is still impossibly far off and the endless days ahead promise only routine distaste for work that will last forever not terror to be vanquished.
I’ll concede that on Monday morale is at its lowest, exceeded only by that suicidal first day after a vacation. However, I have a solution for that. If I were king, I would abolish all weekends, holidays and vacations so as to wipe out the depression that follows them. Then every day would feel like Wednesday.










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