Sunday night will eventually bring Monday morning which is when the madness begins. Random people acting surprised that Monday morning has once again come around and slapped them directly in the face. You know what? Shut the fuck up about Monday morning blues, having a case of the Monday’s, looking like a sad lost puppy because you survived another week. Did you think Monday was just going to somehow disappear and you would go to bed on Sunday night and wake up Wednesday afternoon? Seriously, why must people insist on acting like such dumb asses? I know, I bet their horoscope said something sassy about having a better start to their week and they interpreted this as “no Monday yippee” or something equally as stupid and mindless.

The alternative to Monday morning is basically being dead. That’s the only way sweet Monday isn’t going to roll around once again. It’s not enough that it is a beautiful morning and you are still alive. Nope…let’s put on the sad fucking face as you carry your 20oz latte to your car that is less than 5 years old to drive 6 minutes to your place of employment or wherever it is you may be going. If you hate Monday mornings that much, keep it to yourself and don’t drag other people down because you can’t freaking handle the concept of a basic weekday.

These same people who make such a production about a Monday morning are likely not general haters of the actual day but miserable in their job or life in general. If they were retired or didn’t have to work for some other reason, I bet a Monday morning would be abso-fucking-lutely fantastic. Beautiful day, snarky comments, no hurry to be anywhere and certainly not grasping desperately for the arrival of Friday.

So, before you ask someone “do you have a case of the Monday’s?” while making a frown sad face, think twice about your situation and how much the person in front of you truly wants to flick your nose for constantly acting like a dumbass. Embrace your Monday, make it a good day, because you aren’t dead. A true bonus in life.