A PIECE OF MY MIND TO MR.MONDAY….
Honestly, I don’t even know how to address you in this letter of mine, am i to address you as a “he” or “she”. Left to me, I would have loved to address you in a mockery way, something like a “SHIM”, but then I have decided to go a little easy on you because i know deep down our best interest is what you always have at heart. I have decided to address you as a “he”, oh yes a he, and that’s because i sense a manly, energetic, and serious energy around your invention of the day; Monday…
Honestly, I didn’t come here to play Mr. Monday. Oh my goodness, I can’t even believe I’m being nice to you right now, did I just give you a name? Mr. Monday? For real? That’s so crazy. I will give that to you, don’t expect any more nice deed coming from me, atleast not after I’ve expressed all my pent up anger and frustration towards you in the next five to seven paragraphs…
Mr. Monday, can you tell me what was actually going through your head when you invented this day called “Monday”, like i want to know the kind of thoughts that made you decide to invent a day like this. Let me in please Mr. Monday, maybe I really need to be in your shoes before i can finally understand the reason why you choose to invent a day like this. Of all days to invent, you just had to invent a day like monday. I don’t even think you know how much the public hate mondays, it is that one day in the days of the week everyone hates to the bone. Now, we don’t just hate the day Monday, we now hate the inventor and every single person who allowed such creation to exist in this world…
Mr.Monday, were you really so unhappy in your life that you had to create such a day for us, or you just felt like burdening us with the responsibility of a new week and a chance to better life. I don’t even want to be in your head right now. Why can’t you think like the man who invented Friday. God bless the man behind Fridays, he was really considerate of us before inventing such a day. You just had to jinx us with your Monday invention. We don’t even enjoy our weekends anymore, monday has left a big scar on us…
Why us Mr.Monday? This was supposed to be a letter to you, which means i was supposed to start with the “dear sir” as my salutation, but because of my anger and that of a million others, i decided to skip all form of formalities, and instead decided to go straight to the point. I don’t want to be your friend. I just want answers from you. You have done enough, we have been on our ten toes for too long…
I for one hate your invention so much. Mondays come with lots of stress and pain. I am tired. I can’t even imagine what I would do to you if you were standing in my front right now. I would chew you up completely…
Don’t expect me to be nice to you at all, since you have decided to treat us harshly. Mr. Monday, watch out for us, we are coming for you. The only way out right now is a detailed explanation of why you invented Monday…
In summary, I have been forced to calm down. This is because I want the message I’m trying to pass across to sink well with you, that way you don’t have to run away from providing me with answers…
In conclusion, this is my heartfelt words to you Mr. Monday, I look forward to hearing from you soonest, or else i will be coming for you…
NB; this post was published 12:13 am (midnight) Nigeria timezone…
THANKS FOR READING…
