We, or maybe I, am one day past Monday today. My work week starts on Sunday, but I find Monday mornings interesting because of what takes place. On Sunday those of us who do the work show up and start doing whatever it is we do for our paychecks. The drive into work is quiet as there is little traffic early on a Sunday morning.
Monday morning is another matter completely. Traffic is heavier and many of the drivers drive as if they are going to be rewarded for setting a new home to work speed record. Most of my drive is in a forty-five mile per hour road, but it is not unusual to be passed by cars or trucks hitting seventy miles per hour on Monday mornings.
Because traffic is still fairly light, I do not see it as dangerous or speeding, but rather a useless waste of energy and effort. There is no extra pay if you arrive at work thirty-three minutes early instead of the normal ten minutes early. Yet the Monday morning crowd breaks all posted speed limits to get to work, act like they knocked off a quart of Joe’s coffee shack strongest house blend with extra sugar, and generally have use up about three days worth of energy by Monday noon accomplishing little.
It is really a waste of energy because no one knows much about what happened since Friday on Monday morning except those of us that started our work week on Sunday. That does not seem to stop anyone though as they go through the morning jockeying for position in the, ‘I knew it before you did, hah hah’ competition.
On Tuesday morning it is apparent that many people overdid Monday, because those people who show up for work are looking tired on their second day. The rest have burned themselves out by Monday afternoon. They call in Tuesday morning with stories of sick children, or plumbing problems. Of course they talk to an answering machine, so a few coughs are sometimes added for effect, along with a promise to come in to work as fast as humanly possible. Except the plumber of course who was vague about what time he would arrive at their house, and it may be late afternoon before that happens.
Maybe it is my personality, but I find that acting overly excited and hyperventilating does not accomplish much in the way doing my job. Neither does chewing coffee beans before work starts for the day. Our bodies imo, are only meant to operate at a certain rhythm and going overboard has consequences later in the week. Having so much caffeine in your blood stream that you can not type out a sentence without steadying your hand by holding it is not only overdoing it, but is very dangerous health wise.
Why not slow down on Monday morning, and enjoy the day? Do not leap out of bed and attack Monday mornings as Mondays are not an enemy unless you make them one. If you act normal, like you do on Friday as you are saving yourself for the weekend, you will find the remainder of your week goes a lot smoother. You will accomplish more with less effort because you do not have to spend Tuesday morning cleaning up any messes you created on Monday – trying to prove to the world that you really are a living breathing work machine.
