Every day of the week there is an excuse
It starts on Sunday when people come off the booze
And is often called those Sunday evening blues
People are sad to start work the next day
But then Monday comes around
And everyone has that “Monday morning feeling”
Where no one can work and they are still reeling
From the events that happened on the weekend
People tend to nod with understanding
As if to agree their colleagues are not being too demanding
They are paid to come in and work
But Monday seems a complete write off
Tuesdays has to be the most productive day of all
They had Monday to recuperate
And can work without getting irate
It is not mid week so they are still full of beans
And everything is just how it seems
But Wednesday is just round the corner
and now there more reasons not to work
Call in sick or leave early with a smirk
“I am too tired it is mid week”
I cannot believe people have such cheek
Then when it comes to Thursday
There is a sigh of relief
“Only one more day” they say in disbelief
Finally Friday has arrived
Who would have thought some had survived
To the end of the week without calling in sick
Those are the ones that don’t take the mick
