No one does work after lunch on a Friday. You go out, eat a heavy bread-based meal, come back, doze off for an hour, then bull shit and plan your weekend. The Friday afternoon schedule has been around as long as cubicles, and it works. It works because it’s good for the mind and soul. You’ve spent a week staring at an illuminated screen, and now it’s time to stare down some empty pints if you catch my drift. I’m talking about drinking beers on the weekend.
I’m sure there’s a psychological term for that shift of mind – from thinking to drinking, or monotonous to spontaneous, or two other words that kinda rhyme. I don’t know ’em though. I imagine only rocket scientists, Doogie Houser, and other smart folks would be in the know of such psychological terms. Not me. I’m just a humble gatherer of gifs to help get you through to the weekend.
