Finally!

I hate working. Where i come from, working stifles creativity, inhibits innovation and have an uncanny way of making you doze of while watching The Practice, and im talking about the 10 o'clock slot, not the in the rerun in the wee hours of the morning. And if the pay sucks, all the more reason to curse softly at your miserable predicament everytime you drag yourself off the bed on a rainy Monday morning.
But by god, if there isn one thing i hate more than working is having to drag myself off the bed ona rainy Saturday morning. There is, i honestly believe, something very eerily unnatural about going to work on Saturdays. Only the stingiest and tyrannical of employers would subject their workers to such a dire fate. Its like practising child labour. Vicious.
So heres why im publishing this post, not to bitch about my job since i dont need to post to bitch. I am hereby spreading the joy and jubilation that was overpouring in the banking industry after the recent announcement that all banks will be closed on Saturdays, effective next month. This means our misery in the office is will have a constant reprieve of 2 days. This might not seem as much, but anyone who works on a Saturday will understand me when i say YUHUUUU!!
And there i was, smiling broadly to myself during lunch, thinking how i have my saturdays to myself. Me and a colleague started discussing this good news, from a slighly different perspective. He started saying how we will not be able to claim half day leave to compensate for the Saturday, how we cant claim saturdays allowance , how saturday was not really a working day since we hardly worked, came to office at 10.00 am, bummed around watching tv and left at 12.00 pm.
All of a sudden, i wasnt smiling so broadly anymore.