A THREE-DAY weekend has reinvigorated workers’ resentment of the shit they have to do for money.
Sales co-ordinator Emma Bradford said: “There’s nothing like a tantalising taste of freedom to make the drudgery of your daily toil seem ten times as dreadful as it did last week.
“The break from the Monday morning routine makes you realise you could be something other than a puppet in the hands of money-obsessed bastards. Then it’s over before you have a chance to really get into it.
“Before the day is out I will shout at an innocent person, or cry, or both.”
Retail assistant Tom Booker said: “Here I am again, folding up jumpers in an air-conditioned hell while dreaming of my next toilet break.
“Perhaps it would be better to never have holidays of any kind, because this murderous feeling is so hard to control.”