I'm Dave-El and welcome to another day here at I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You, the blog that makes dozens of julienne fries.
Today is Thursday which means tomorrow is Friday (assuming time is going in the right order where you are. I don't want to make any unwarranted assumptions.) So lots of postings on Twitter and Facebook and other social media (aka: soul sucking wastes of time) of TGIF.
Yes, thank God it's Friday! Second only to Sunday, Friday is the day that evokes the most religious fervor as even atheists look heavenward in weary relief and proclaim, "Thank God it's Friday!"
Well, except me.
But I'm weird but anyone reading these posts (Hello? Anyone? Hello!) knows that. I'm the only person in the world who will gasp on his death bed the plaintive lament, "I should've spent more time at work."
It's not that I enjoy my job that much. I mean, it's a good gig and pays well enough and I'm in a fairly sweet spot where I get to manage myself most of the time.
(And in case you're wondering what exactly it is I do for a living, you know what Barney on How I Met Your Mother does for a living? Yeah, it's kind of like that.)
But in the end I'm still just a middle aged middle management cog in the middle of the American ecomonic machinery. It's a good job but it's not my dream come true.
So why do I want to spend more time there? Because there I know what I'm doing. The rest of life....you know, the fun stuff, the bad stuff, the happy stuff and the sad stuff, the stuff that defines us and makes our life worth living...that, I have no clue how to deal with that stuff. So come Friday, I'm just facing two whole days of that stuff.
Unless I can come up with an excuse to come in Saturday morning! (Yeah!)
But then I may be on vacation. (Yuck!)
As I said, I'm weird.
So if I'm not particularly thankful that it is, indeed, Friday, then what does TGIF mean to me?
Well, here's some ideas:
- The Gazelle Is Farting
- Tantalized Gourmets Incessantly Fondle
- Tell Gomer I'm Fine
- Tapdancing Goats Inspire Fabulously
- Taliban Gets Intifada Frenzy
- Tracking Google Images Fastidiously
- Tickling Gasoline Increases Flammability
- Turtle Gravy Is Floopy
- There Go Investment Funds
- Tim Gunn Infuriates Frequently