i do consider this a stupid question, because for me it stumps me every time i see it, as if it taunts me to get angry at it with my former frames of mind. but i just sit back and be amazed each friday that i am trapped within it, my car and it's cool/heat/music offerings, my only saving graces.
why is it (now this is about a town where i work, which i see everyday, which is small virginia compared to the dc/northern va towns, but i'm sure the same rule applies there as it does here) that on fridays, everyone appears to have come out from under their perspective rocks to be there, where you are and where you are going, all day and in every way? but only on fridays. as if they exist on mon. through thur. of the work week and only will bring out the kin on the last day before weekend. lunch no matter which restaurant you choose is busier than mon. through thur. normal, the roads are of course a nightmare and not just at "anything past three thirty," 7-11's are so backed up with that one cashier in the stockroom not paying attention to the other register that sometimes you can't get into the parking lot. my partner says that i am mentally incapacitated in the fact that it is simply explained by the point that more people are preparing for the weekend and being excited about this thing going on all day called "friday." the mystical day of the week. somehow i don't buy that it brings people out of the woodwork as if by some ancient native american ritual after the rain was gone which is still holding root to the people.
why is it (now this is about a town where i work, which i see everyday, which is small virginia compared to the dc/northern va towns, but i'm sure the same rule applies there as it does here) that on fridays, everyone appears to have come out from under their perspective rocks to be there, where you are and where you are going, all day and in every way? but only on fridays. as if they exist on mon. through thur. of the work week and only will bring out the kin on the last day before weekend. lunch no matter which restaurant you choose is busier than mon. through thur. normal, the roads are of course a nightmare and not just at "anything past three thirty," 7-11's are so backed up with that one cashier in the stockroom not paying attention to the other register that sometimes you can't get into the parking lot. my partner says that i am mentally incapacitated in the fact that it is simply explained by the point that more people are preparing for the weekend and being excited about this thing going on all day called "friday." the mystical day of the week. somehow i don't buy that it brings people out of the woodwork as if by some ancient native american ritual after the rain was gone which is still holding root to the people.