If you are cool in any way, then you know about Achewood's Fuck You Fridays. No?
You're welcome. Now it's up to you to figure out what Judas Priest Friday is. Trust me, it's better than FYF. Oh fine here it is.
I just explored this a little via email with my bff, but she's biking across the country right now and I'm keeping the word count reduced to short bursts so she doesn't wreck her bike reading it. I could never text while riding a bike. Kids!
My problem is the feeling of suffocating personal guilt that comes with slacking off. I'm always reading these articles or blurbs about how Americans are too results-driven, too busy, too obsessed with cramming productivity into every second of the day. Obviously, this is not descriptive of ALL Americans, but it is part of the general ethic here. We're expected to be raring to work until we literally die. I've had plenty of jobs where the employer expects their employees to be frenetically active throughout the entire work day, and continually piles unreasonable amounts of work on them, creating a frantic, tortured environment in which people are constantly afraid of being fired because they can't do the work of three people without making mistakes.
That kind of environment conditioned me to believe that not being absolutely harried by my workload somehow meant I wasn't getting anything done. Work wasn't work unless it was accompanied by stress. It's taken me a year to cycle out of that mentality and feel satisfied with my current working style. Fuck you, old job! The last thing I'll say about that is if you have ever fantasized about telling a particularly awful employer to righteously fuck themselves on your last day of work, DO IT. You'll never regret it. I wrote an email to my old boss that was so spectacularly horrible, he threatened to sue me. Probably because I cc'ed the entire company on it. Do I regret that? OF COURSE NOT IT WAS AWESOME.
The point of all of this is that I have a lot of shitty and boring things on my to-do list. I'm not doing any of those things today because I do not feel like it, which means I now feel guilty and bad, like I am breaking a law. I seriously cannot wait until school is over and I can just work like a normal human being and then do whatever the hell I want for the rest of my day. School better fuck off unless it wants its own nasty email.
1. Americans are torturing themselves and others as usual
2. The memory of telling my old employer off still sweetly tucks me into bed at night sometimes
3. I'm slackin' off and drawing a coat of arms for my futureself,