Mondays Suck



                              MONDAYS SUCK


Mondays, often dubbed the “suckiest day of the week,” have a reputation that’s hard to shake. But is it truly deserved? As I reflect on my life, I can’t help but wonder how this perception came to be. What makes Mondays so universally disliked?


For many, especially during their youth and teenage years, Mondays were a source of dread. The weekend’s fun and freedom were replaced by the structured routine of school. The allure of staying up late and indulging in weekend activities faded, leaving behind the grind of returning to the grindstone. Even college, with its newfound freedom, couldn’t escape the Monday blues. Unless you were exceptionally dedicated and studied hard, extended time with your significant other was limited to Friday night.


However, the workforce often perpetuates the notion that Mondays are the worst day of the week. The idea that it’s back to work is a common sentiment, but it’s not entirely accurate. Farmers and factory workers often find that Mondays are just like any other day.


Looking back on my own youth, I can confirm that Mondays were indeed back to work. Grocery stores, gas stations, and many other businesses were closed on Sundays. Unless you lived in a city, you had to ensure you had enough gas on Saturday before 5 pm. I recall my dad occasionally buying a few dollars in gas from my grandfather’s farm gas tank to make it home from Sunday family meals.


But is the perception of Mondays as the worst day of the week still prevalent in today’s society? In many cases, it seems that most people work weekends these days. Seniority or rotating schedules are often required to secure weekends off. Production jobs frequently offer a long weekend from Friday to Monday, once a month, while retail and food industries are busiest on weekends. In some instances, Mondays are actually the days off.


So, why do we still associate Mondays with such negativity? It’s a question that lingers in the air, leaving us to ponder the reasons behind this enduring dislike.

In my life, Mondays have had both positive and negative experiences. Before I joined the Air Force, I had a hectic schedule. I worked in a restaurant on weekends and attended college. The last two months, I managed to secure a daylight dishwasher position, which meant I had Saturday and Sunday off. However, by then, I had lost interest. I was single and eager to leave Upstate New York and join the Air Force, seeking the structure and discipline it offered.


During basic training, there were no days off. When I arrived at Tech School, I faced six months of Monday through Friday schooling. I admit that I dreaded Mondays then, but I also wanted to complete my education. College and tech school were similar in terms of my dislike for them.


Then, I was stationed in Georgia. My schedule was Monday through Friday, unless we were engaged in an exercise or preparing for a deployment. Despite this, Mondays never seemed particularly challenging. My last military assignment in the Washington, DC area was quite different. My schedule was unpredictable, with no clear idea of what each month would bring. I could be working, off, or traveling, which was work but not always engaging. I rarely attended Sunday events while traveling.


When I was single, Mondays were particularly difficult because my dates always worked on Mondays, even when I was off.


After getting married and moving to Pennsylvania, I rarely had Mondays off. Initially, I worked multiple jobs to make ends meet. As a Prison Guard, I had shifts with occasional weekends off. Finally, when I secured the Steel Mill job, it involved shifts with one long weekend a month. Mondays were just like any other day.

So, what are my typical Mondays like? Well, let me tell you, Mondays are not my favorite days. With a disability retirement, Mondays mark the beginning of five days of solitude. My wife returns to work, and we only have one vehicle. On these days, I spend my time playing my guitars, cooking dinners, writing, and listening to a lot of music. My wife usually gets home about half an hour early on Mondays, but she also attends a ladies’ Bible study every other week. As a result, I’m usually in bed by 8 pm. I might listen to music or watch TV for a bit, but by 9 pm, it’s lights out. I usually wake up by 5 am and lie in bed, sometimes drifting off a bit and other times just waiting to get up.


Now, let’s address the question: why do I hate Mondays? In reality, Mondays are just like any other day of my wife’s work week. I suppose I dread them because she’s home on the weekends, and I know I’ll be alone again. But is it that bad for everyone else? Are there still so many Monday through Friday jobs? What are your thoughts on this? Do Mondays really suck, or is it just a leftover expression of years gone by?


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