The Agony and the Ecstasy of Fridays

It is always so hard because people are stupid.

We've all experienced it: the feeling of dread that settles in your stomach as the alarm clock screams its cruel refrain on Thursday evening. The anxiety that grips you as you contemplate the long, grueling hours ahead.

It's not just you. It's not just your boss or your spouse. It's the world's collective idiocy that makes Fridays so, so difficult.

Take, for example, the simple task of getting dressed. You'd think it would be a straightforward process, but no. People can't even manage that without screwing it up. They spill their coffee, they trip on their own feet, they put on two left socks.

And don't even get me started on the traffic. It's like a never-ending gauntlet of incompetence, a test of patience and sanity that we all must endure.

So, the next time you're driving home from work on a Friday afternoon, remember: it's not you, it's them. The world's a mess, and it's a mess because of the people in it.

But hey, at least there's always the weekend. A time to escape the madness, to recharge, and to plot your revenge on Monday morning.

Until then, hold on to your sanity, and don't let the world drive you crazy.

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