On Mondays, we all feel it: the crushing ennui of another week of meetings.
But fear not, dear reader, for we have discovered the secret to finding meaning in this bleak landscape:
We shall stare into the void of our own existential dread, and laugh at the abyss.
Or, at the very least, we'll make a nice cup of coffee and contemplate the futility of human existence.
Read the first installment of our Monday Mandate series
Or, if you're feeling particularly masochistic, read our follow-up