Sunday nights used to just mean the weekend was over. Now they mean bracing for another soul-draining week at the office where we have to listen to clueless expats pretend they know how to be leaders. Nothing ki-ls the Sunday scaries like knowing you’re walking into a place you can’t stand first thing tomorrow. Ugh.
Crazy to say but I miss the Covid days when we never had to go into this soul su-king office at all…and it’s incredible how adding that extra in-office day has made the work week 10x worse.
Anyone else feeling this?