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Knock, Knock.

Now I suppose that I should say, Who’s there? No I am much too old to play such games. I hope that my answer does not upset you. This is the last thing that I want to do after all it is Monday the first of December and on Mondays most people have their own problems to see to. I hope that the daily traffic was kind to you and that you arrived on time at your menial job that I just know that you hate. Why do I know that you hate your job? Simple really, I hated my jobs every single damned one of them. I only worked so as to have something in my belly. It is and was terrible to be hungry. That is why most others go to work.

Has your Boss got any sympathy for you? I bet not for you are the half-baked one that is earning money for him and his family, Without you or someone like you he would soon go bust and neither of you want this to happen You and your family need to be fed and it is your boss that not only employs you and pays you your somewhat meagre wages but he needs money to keep the firm going. I myself poke my tongue out at Mondays. For me I do not even need to get up out of my bed. I am in that state of heaven known as being in pension. Believe me there is nothing better than telling the world or all that will listen that Monday is just like all of the other days.

On Mondays one has a thick head after too many beers or whatever you personally drink with no thoughts of tomorrow it is only when that damned stupid alarm clock rings that gets you after some delayed reaction due to excess alcohol that finally gets you out of your warm cosy bed. A quick wash, shave, dress and a quick coffee and with a little luck a bread roll that you call breakfast. Oh! No I do not envy you, just perhaps a piece of advice that I know you do not want to hear and certainly will not act upon and that is keep off the alcohol on Sunday evenings. What did I hear you say? Was it Drop Dead or stand on your head? Yes I can hear very well for my age after all the National Health hearing aids are very good and I often hear things that are not meant for my ears.

Half way through the morning, thank goodness the boss has not arrived yet, hope he takes the day off. That will not help you, you know for tomorrow Tuesday he will be bad tempered for having lost one full day without his being at the wheel of his business, Yes You did hear right, His business. What did you say was it roll on Friday. A free week-end, something to look forward to, Wait a minute you at least have a job be grateful there are many without work existing on a small pittance paid out by the government who are knowingly taking it from your wages before you even see them. I know, I really do know. Life is not fair. It is not fair at all.

I sympathise with you but please do leave off that alcoholic beverage on Sundays and you will see that Mondays are the same as all of the other days. Your scribbler sitting here at my computer commiserating with your having to go to work and having to give part of your hard earned wages to keep me in my retirement or pension for which I truly thank you. Bern.