Friday...............
Is there anything worse?
Most people look forward to the weekends and count down the hours come Friday. To me it's the "F" word. I get two days of close contact, no rest, raised blood-pressure, and more than '10 pounds of shit packed into a 5 pound bag'. I dread Fridays, with the looming prospect of the weekend, all I can do is close my eyes and pray for a speedy trip to Monday.
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