Monday, Monday

It seems that things just never seem to go right on Monday. Monday is pretty stressful day for me at work, so I look forward to the mail coming. When I got to my mail center at my condo complex, I noticed that there weren't any of the usual manila envelopes waiting for me in the "big mail tub", so when I put my key into my regular mailbox, I was confused as to why it was jammed; well the mailman decided to roll all my mail into a ball and shove it in there, crunching my bills, as well as the two autographs that came for the day. I'll be off to the post office to complain tomorrow. I'm a firm believer in "if you're going to do a job, do it right"....