Monday

None of my colleagues like Monday. In hallway, break room, or restroom, conversation often goes like this: "how are you doing?" "Well, you know, it is Monday".

I have to admit that I dread Monday myself. Besides the facts that I always wake up feeling hopelessly sleepy on this day and it is the day furthest from next weekend, it indeed annoys me when I go to my office and find a dozen of unread emails requesting more work to be done--surgeons are famous for working on weekends (and holidays), and my Mondays are famous for being full of stress .

I sometimes feel ashamed to realize I don't actually enjoy working hard as much as I enjoy the material comforts and spiritual harvest the job brings me; I feel I lied to people in my job interviews when I told them I "loved to work on every project I had done so far", and I wonder whether they would still hire me if they could see through my mind and found out that I wish money grew on trees sometimes.