May 7, 2004
I wonder who started the nine to five work day. A weeks worth of work equals forty hours and that what we are use to... Saturday and Sunday are known as the "rest and relax" days. For the most part, we bust our asses waiting for five O'clock bell to roll around that late Friday afternoon...
But then for those who work everyday of the week, where is there a sense of a "weekend". Everyday is just like the other, it just feels worse on the weekends because your friends get to go out an play, while the thoughts of getting those e-mails to send out to client and deadlines to meet twist and scream in your head. Working those seven day, there is no more sense of time. It's like this never ending cycle where a toss of a coin can decide your break times... because now, everyday is a weekday and weekend. There are no differences. It's all work, and it consumes. It takes over your dreams and your waking thoughts... it's just how it goes...
well, until the next breakdown... the truly, there will be no nine to five...