A Blue and Grey Monday!

So the alarm goes off at 6:30 am  on Monday morning, I wake up to the morning sun, facing the window, ignore the cloudy days and the daylight saving which takes its time to kick in .I so wish I could just cuddle up under my blanket and shut that window and go back to sleep. But yeah I am getting paid to wake up , get decked up in formals, put up a fake smile and give in an enthusiastic,' I love to be here with you , this day today', kind of a look and visit my manager who is so eager to meet me and inculcate my mind of thoughts towards his inclination towards work, tools and reports.

But I rather ,on the contrary decide to stay in bed, call in sick and say I will be working from home, but if  at all anyone feels the need and desperateness towards me and goes kind of 'I can't work without you! I so miss you at work, how the hell am I supposed to get through this without you', you could probably call me at DON-YOU-DARE.

Well the awesomeness of working at home, you don't have to wake up at 6:30 , you get 2 more hours of extended sleep which adds to your beauty sleep which you expected on getting, don't have to pack your food  or stuff yourself up with a burnt toast and a half done scrambled egg and run around trying to find your laptop bag, your shoe which you seemed to have had stacked neatly on the shoe rack the previous day, but apparently the evil shoe tries to play around with you and is probably having a malicious idea of its own. Umph!Once you get through all this hassles. you reach office, trying to find a cheap parking spot in the uptown and to add on to my hassles I decide to wear 3 inch heels to look taller than my manager and give him the look of I'm gonna dominate you and hit you right in the center of your bald head and make you go down if you ask me to do something out of the blue kinds. And I run around with those heels which is making my feet twist and turn, it adds to the new dance steps I could be working on, this way I could make my feet more flexible, if I could give a more optimistic explanation towards it.
So once you enter the office on a Monday, fake smiles, fake hi's, fake: I love your shoes, fake: Ahwe!! your scarf,  fake: OMG,Omg! that dress, where did you get that from.  Well yeah I got blended into being the Fake-star too. But even if its fake, you just feel good about it or May be the slightest chances are, it's not Fake. Just a teeny weeny probability I would say.
You are trying to concentrate on writing your codes, pulling up your reports, documenting everything, well your trying and he the one the savior pings you and asks
' hey you wanna catch up for coffee'
Me: No
' hey you wanna try the new latte ,star bucks has come up with'
Me: No
' Hey there is this new pizza shop! Do you wanna swell up and become fat over  the extra layer of free cheese they are offering with every 50$ purchase?
Me: No
' hey do you want to bitch about that slutty girl next cubicle?'
Me: No
' Hey this hot guy from offshore is joining us, wanna come?
Me: Yes

Well there it goes your well planned day, down the drain, into the earth and comes out of space.And the moment you decide to catch up on where you had started last, there you go again,attend calls, meetings where everything goes overhead and you just sit there trying to take a nap with your phone sticking to your ears for hours and wake up when your name spills out in the call and  they call your name like 10 times and the 11th time you wake up trying to gather your thoughts and say oops I apologize I was on mute. Glad whoever invented the mute button! And Now its time to go homeee! woopie doopie doo!I'll take this over tomorrow! My monday is done! Woo hoo! Do the Ooh- la - la dance and get your ass off the seat and run to your car with your 3 inch heels! Now you don't feel the pain of the twists in your feet ! Do you!

Ahem! Now its a Monday and I open my eyes  to the  cloudy day and switch off my alarm and cuddle myself in the blanket and wrap my arms around my pillow and continue my 2 hours of extended beauty sleep.