Why Does Everyone Hate Mondays?
I recently over heard a co-worker on the phone replying to a question I didn’t hear, “Not bad for a Monday.” Undoubtedly the question was something to the effect of “How are you?” And his response is one I am familiar with, having heard several variations thereof over the course of my 10+ years in Corporate America. Why do we hate Mondays? There are even songs about it! (Bangles, The Mamas and The Papas)
This dread of Mondays everyone has is somewhat baffling to me. It isn’t like people don’t know its coming. Every seven days (which in perspective is not that long of a time) a Monday comes around. It is a work day just like Tuesday or Thursday. Do we dislike Mondays for the simple reason that we had the previous day off? And what does that say about us?
At this point in my life I don’t mind Mondays. Maybe it’s because no matter what day of the week it is I still have to get up around the same time because my daughter wakes me up, so weekends do not hold any special “extra sleep” promise for me. But maybe it’s because I like my job and don’t mind going to work. Perhaps if more people had jobs they enjoy Mondays would be able to leave behind it’s gloomy connotation.
Do you hate Mondays? If so, how do you feel about your job? What do you think makes Mondays difficult? Help me understand…