Blue Monday

“Hey Alicia.  How’s it going?” a depressed sounding Eric asked his office mate when she arrived at work Monday morning.

“Fantastic!!!” she replied enthusiastically.

“Liar,” he said in return.  “There’s no way you could be feeling fantastic today.”

Alicia wasn’t expecting that response from Eric, but she wrote it off to him just being cranky as he often is on the first day of the work week.  She then tried to steer the conversation in a more positive direction.

“Did you do anything fun on the weekend?” she asked.

“I spent the whole weekend bracing for today, that’s what I did.”

“Bracing for today?  Why?  Do you have a dentist appointment or something?”

“I’d be pretty stupid to make a dentist appointment on this of all days,” he said.

Alicia had no idea why making a dentist appointment on today of all days would qualify Eric as stupid, but she was running late for her marketing meeting and figured she could ask him to clarify once she got back.  Walking into the boardroom, Alicia greeted her colleagues in her usual chipper manner.

“Good morning everyone!” Alicia said as she entered.  “Beautiful day, isn’t it?”

“I’m just hoping to still have a house at the end of the day,” was how one person responded.

“I think Management should let us all go home now so we can be with our families,” said another.

“My family does not need to see me commit suicide,” put forth another one.

“Whoa!  What is going on here?” Alicia asked.  “Eric said that he spent the weekend bracing for today and you’re all acting like it’s the end of the world.  How come?”

“It’s Blue Monday, Alicia.” a coworker began to explain. ” Everyone has known for years that this is the most depressing day of the year.  Christmas bills tend to arrive today, it’s cold out, and everyone’s already given up on their New Year’s Resolutions.”

“You know that’s total B.S., right?” Alicia offered in response.  “Blue Monday came about when a travel company hired some psychologist to figure out what the best day was to book a trip.  It was all just a ploy to get people to spend more money.  How could you, people who claim to be marketing professionals, be so ignorant about our industry’s history?”

“So I don’t have to kill myself?” the suicidal colleague from before asked.

“No, you don’t have to kill yourself.  Today is just like any other day.  How much you enjoy it depends upon your attitude and life choices.  Did you hear that, Fred?  You can come out from underneath the table now.”

“But what if I want to stay here and take a nap?”

“Whatever.  If there’s nothing else, I say we wrap up this little meeting.  I have real work to do.”

With that, Alicia got up and headed back in the direction of her office, whistling Pharrell’s Happy all the way.

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