Monday Blues

Well, it'll be Monday in two hours. I'm still doing the Great Job Debate. I sooo don't want to go in. I can't even explain it. I'm afraid everyone cool will be gone by now, that the place is a sinking ship with people apathetic and demoralized by a bad job market and a restructuring effort that wasn't supposed to be the secretive, scary thing that it turned out to be. And even though I've mentally prepared myself for months, I'm still not ready to hear my boss tell me that he has no work for me. And if that's the case, Wal-Mart sells macaroni and cheese for 33 cents a box.