Remember when Friday used to be the pinnacle of the week? That sweet, sweet moment when the bell rang, the whistle blew, and everyone hit the streets like a 1980s power anthem—everybody’s working for the weekend! What happened to those carefree days when the hardest decision was what bar to hit or how late to sleep in?
Now? Fridays feel like some kind of ironic prank the universe plays on adults. Here we are, dragging our exhausted selves across the finish line of the week only to be greeted with… more work. Emails, meetings, and don’t even get me started on the news cycle. It’s like running a marathon and finding out the finish line is actually a mirage. And guess what? More meetings await on Monday.
Back in the day, the weekend was a thing. An event. Now, it’s just a tiny sliver of time where you attempt to recuperate from the chaos before Monday barrels back in. Maybe it’s nostalgia, maybe it’s burnout, but I long for those youthful days when the weekend was my North Star. Fridays were the gateway to freedom, not a pit stop before the next workweek gauntlet.
Today, though, as the news scrolls on endlessly and the to-do list never shortens, I dream of simpler times when the world was lighter. But hey, at least it’s Friday… right?
When did working for the weekend turn into just working?
Categories: Culture, current events, mental health, Psychology, society, work
psychologistmimi 
“Everybody’s working for the weekend
Everybody wants a new romance
Hey, hey
Everybody’s goin’ off the deep end
Everybody needs a second chance, oh
You want a piece of my heart
You better start from the start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby let’s go”
iNDeeD Dear Miriam
‘Lover Boy’ Working
For the Weekend in the 80’s
Yet That Was About ‘Them’ Not About
‘Him’
Hehe as ‘He’ Had
And Has No Weekends Now
It’s all A Free Dance And Song
And It’s True From What i’ve Heard
At Least
Folks Still Wait
for me to Show
Up at the Dance
Hall i Left When
the Pandemic Sent it Packing
Same at the Stores
Still Playing Every Day
While others only Work
For Two Days
And Yikes
For Some
None At all
as the ‘Play is Dead’
Even Frozen Tears of
‘The Man’ Won’t Bring
It BacK in 9.8 Inches
of Snow in The Old New
“Jerusalem”
At Least According
to the Founding “Him’s”
Couldn’t Help it if ‘They”
Changed the State BacK into Church
Again
Away
From
Dancing
Singing
Free LoVE iN Peace
For Real Together ALL
This
Present
Now With
No Dates The Gift
STiLL iNHeRiTinG To
Do
Just LoVE iN Peace
The Play of A Lifetime
Still Coming Now to Dance
And Sing
Free…
Yes
Lover
Boy and
Or Girl With SMiLes
iN
Play
Slaying
Fear God Yes
Creating LoVE iN Peace
For
All
LiFTinG Up
AGain True..:)
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when we began to feel the weekend did not belong to us
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