Well then. It's sunny and bright, the sky is blue and the clouds are white. It's also Friday.
My colleague who's on maternity-leave messages me every week to say Happy Friday. It's one of the nicest things anybody at work does for me, and there's no shortage of irony, as it comes from someone who's not at work. But then I suppose neither are the rest of us, technically.
That being said, I did get some recognition in the end for the stuff I did yesterday. That'll teach me for mentioning it. A couple of people handed down a thank you for 'turning round the docs so fast', and I got good feedback. There's nothing like having your cynicism deflated by unexpected kindness.
There's no doubt that Friday is different to other days. It's come round quickly this week, though it's most welcome. What I really like though is that cheery first-thing Happy Friday message from someone with far more important things to do (her baby is six months old) than remember her old colleagues.
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