I Hate Mondays

I hate Mondays at work. The phone rings constantly, my desk is piled to the ceiling, everyone needs something, and I'm about to scream. That is I would scream if I could. Instead I just have to bitch and moan. At least it is lunch time and the day is half over. By in the morning I will be my sweet self again and not the Monday morning hateful old hag. Beware, my claws are out!