a case of the mondays

Although the weather has turned delicious at last, I still feel a distinct sense of ennui when Mondays approach, most likely from an infusion of pop songs and indie films that dictate this as the most wretched weekday, due to something called "work." To prove I'm salt-of-the-earth, working class, blue collar (it's black, actually, but close enough), here I am in a gray hoodie, ready for my shift.