Thursday. You suck.
That's right my dear working day,
My one day of fulltime.
I hope you rot.
For this such day, you have managed
To ruin my confidence
And shorten my temper
Oh you Thursday - hours of glitch
With computers unresponsive
And DVD writers that don't write.
Bad bleed marks, wrong format
Need the open file, not this one.
Please drop it by. Again.
Mailbox failure. Yes, again.
What's your email? Oh, wrong one.
Who needs to talk to Coastlands? Or Coastlines?
Fax information not enough,
Email back. What about this?
What else to do? Print. No! Cancel print!
Sore stomach. Cold day.
I want a bigger coffee, comfy slippers
Send me home. I want out.
Tomorrow's Friday. At least Friday, is not Thursday.
Coz I need another 6 days before I see Thursday again.
Now hand me the coffee and no one gets hurt.