Matthew Gates 2m 461
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The start of the week and the countdown begins.
Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday. Friday.
5 days.
8:30 AM.
9 AM.
10 AM.
11 AM.
12 PM.
1 PM.
2 PM.
3 PM.
4 PM.
5 PM, are you here yet?
Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday. Friday.
FRIDAY! WHERE ART THOU! YOU CANNOT COME QUICK ENOUGH!
Last day of the week! Finally here!
The last hour.
Slow as ever.
Like the last minute in a microwave oven.
Like waiting for a pot of water to boil.
Like waiting for the pizza delivery to arrive.
Like waiting for eternity.
When will it come? The last damn hour.
Just work. Work. Work. Do your best not to look at the clock and maybe it will go faster.
Okay. Look. Only 45 more minutes to go.
So much work left to do, and yet I care none about it.
Why do it now when tomorrow is another day?
Who is on to chat?
Is there any breaking news?
What am I having for dinner?
What am I going to have for lunch tomorrow?
Okay. Look. Only 30 minutes to go.
Hey, let me watch that YouTube video I saw earlier, maybe it will still be funny—yup.
Hey, let me play a game. Okay, that was fun—bored now.
Hey, let me use the bathroom. Okay.
Hey, let me chat up a co-worker. Okay.
Okay. Look. Only 20 minutes to go.
Down to the final countdown.
20 minutes.
Am I going to hit traffic again like I did yesterday?
Am I going to have to get stuck in traffic for an hour again?
Should I leave earlier today?
Should I make up an excuse to get out of here 10 minutes early?
Should I tell them I am feeling sick and have to head home?
Look, damn you. Look!
10 minutes to go!
C’mon clock c’mon! Let me go home!
Another day done, another dollar earned!
An email came in? It can wait until tomorrow!
An email from the boss? It can wait until tomorrow!
You need someone to stay for overtime? C’mon, it can wait til tomorrow!
I cannot stay here another minute!
C’mon clock c’mon! Let me go home!
Okay. Finally just 5 minutes to go!
The last 5 minutes.
The for-real final countdown!
No phone calls.
No emails.
No chatting.
I need to go!
I gotta get out of here!
C’mon clock c’mon! Let me go home!
Why is this final 5 minutes taking forever?
Why has this last hour felt like an eternity?
Why do I do this to myself? Tomorrow is another day.
Another 8 hours of work.
Another week of work.
Another 40 hours down, thousands more hours to go.
When will it end?
C’mon clock c’mon! Let me go home!
3 minutes! 2 minutes!
1 minute!
PEACE OUT!
TIME TO GO!
ODE TO THE LAST HOUR!
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