First Day After a Holiday
The first day back to the cube after having a holiday always sucks. Not as badly as when you’ve had a week-long vacation, but still, it’s hard to come back to all the drivel that is the office. Couple that with the end of the school year and it’s a recipe for disaster. It’s strangely quiet in our cube farm today because everyone is late. Even the nosy noisy bitch isn’t around (or at least, the person she bothers in the mornings isn’t around, which means she’s not going to come over here and bother me).
Why is it, that although you’re a grown-up now and you no longer get Spring Break or Summer Vacation, you still need one at the end of May? Is it because it’s so imprinted on us when we’re children, or because if we have children of our own, we can’t resist the temptation to take the time off?
Or is it just because we hate our fucking work and we need a break from the idiocy?
Yeah, I’m going with that one.
