May 22: One More Day

I must say that I'm not used to working five days a week.  For the last nine or ten months, I've had Fridays off.  I've liked that arrangement.  While it hurt monetarily, it kept me sane. 

I'm totally not into working Fridays.  I prefer my Friday to come on Thursday.  It makes the weekend come so much sooner.  Instead, I have one more day of feeling stupid and useless.  Then I have three days to recuperate before it all starts up again.

One more day.  Twenty-four hours.  Forty-eight half hours.

However you do the math, Saint Marty's gonna have a long day.

Just because it's so damn funny!