As the bank holiday weekend drew to a close recently, I couldn't help but ponder, why when one is on a day off from the day job, the hours seem to swift by quickly? Why time drags annoyingly slow when one is at work? Of course, these might be only mutterings of a person exasperated with stress.
Nevertheless, there are ways to make the routines fun. A few colleagues meanwhile function without days off, kowtow to the demands of the proud and the loudmouths and the refined and the humble. I'd love to have their energy and dedication. But I reckon the life of a couch potato isn't a bad thing. Reading and writing, watching addictive tv, contemplating the past, present and future may not accumulate the dough. But it's a great conversation piece.
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