has to be one of the most depressing experiences of modern times. i appreciate if everywhere closed on a saturday/sunday it would crush the economy which would have a ripple effect throughout the worldwide financial markets.
however when that alarm goes off at 7:15am on a sunday morning while everyone else is fast asleep (or still awake) you start to question the decisions you have made in life which have led to this awful experience of getting out bed to go somewhere you really don’t want to be. once you have showered, had some toast, stood at the bus stop for 15 minutes in the freezing cold (thanks to the sunday bus schedule) you make it to work and everyone gives each other ‘that look’, the look that no one wants to be there.
every minute feels like an hour and you are counting down the time until you can walk out at exactly 5pm and go try salvage the rest of the weekend. if you are in any role related to dealing with customers you will be very busy on saturday and deal with crazy people on sundays. depending on employers i have had some who have given a day off during the week to compensate, whereas others have expected 6 day working weeks – never fun.
looking back, working weekends at times may not have been a bad thing, i now truly appreciate not having to endure that dreaded early morning alarm and also being able to plan things in the future. if you’re working this weekend, remember it won’t be forever, also go the pub/have fun after work because life is short and time is the most valuable asset.