Death to Friday

It’s possible that it’s the state of the economy, or simply the state in which I live; but casual Friday seems to be getting old. And I don’t mean old like running out, I mean old like people are over it. We’ve all spent the last decade (well, some of you more than others) working 60+ hours a week, Fridays, Sundays and nights. Maybe the economic downturn that seems to be producing less work also means a chance for us to rethink the way we work. Eg., stop working so god damn hard and start enjoying are lives a little.

Someone said to me, it seems a little crooked that all we do is sit through five days a week waiting for two. That means 71% of our lives are spent waiting for the other 29% to happen. That’s lame.

Some annoying optimists would say that’s why you have to love what you do. But get serious. I love what I do, but it still means I have to sit in front of a computer for 8 hours watching my ass get fat. Which view do you prefer?

View from my office today.

OR

My view last Friday.

Hopefully all of this hubbub about phones that will be able to do everything and more than your PC will equate to just that: complete workplace mobility. Life without cubical walls. Equality for everyone to play golf on a Tuesday. Tanned thighs instead of just tanned heads and hands. Conference calls on the mountain tops. Oh to dream big.

At least for now, why can’t we all embrace the 9/80? Every other Friday off. It seems like a good first step to me. And maybe one day everyone will just embrace death to the Friday.