Of all the things the lockdown could possibly make us long for: a simple day at the salon, the warm touch of your favourite barber, a night of unholy rocks with your best friends, the usually horrible feel of a Monday morning didn’t seem like it would make the cut.
And yet, here we are on day 97,362 of the lockdown, missing it.
We still can’t believe we’re saying this, but here are some of the things we miss the most about Mondays, pre-corona:
That existential dread on Sunday night in preparation for Monday morning
Usually felt after a whole day of church (outside), brunch (outside) and watching TV (voluntarily inside) to distract yourself from Monday.
Getting ready in the morning to curse somebody’s mother, down to their first-generation in rush-hour traffic
Special shout out to stretching waka in the direction of an offending car, without being scared to catch the Coronavirus while at it.
Stretching your break time with your colleagues by thirty minutes because look, man shall not live by one hour break alone
You’ll get in trouble after, but at least it was worth it
Counting down the hours till 5 PM and feeling happy the first day of the workweek is over
1 down, 4 more to go if you don’t decide to ‘fall sick in the middle of the week.
Putting on your suit of power at the end of the day, to get ready for rush-hour traffic part 2
But at least you get to do it OUTSIDE!
Stopping over at Mama Ngo close to your house, to palm wine and isi-ewu the stress of Monday away.
What we wouldn’t give for some outside isi-ewu right now.
Mentally preparing for the stress of Tuesday at the end of the day.
Bring back regular Mondays!