Hand me those monday morning pills

Every Monday for the last 7 years, i get up in the morning wishing otherwise..

At first i thought i would get used to it...but even today,after 7 years, of biting the bit and stalking off to some grey walled , steel encrusted giant to sell information, insurance, cosmetics, prepaid cards and technology...across cities , times, and dysfunctional bosses...i still cant get over the Monday morning blues...

So they have found a cure for most illnesses and 'happy pills' for almost everything..

There is a lacuna in the 'market of little boxes' which is crying out for 'Monday morning pills', little , 'pick me up's' which fritter the day in commercial breaks of the mind.



Envision almost a typical Monday morning meeting, with most greenhorns, bursting with enthusiasm and most foghorns snorting with frustration...and then the ,' Monday morning pill,' starts kicking in and doing strange things to your brain.

Your mind plays absurd toontime scripts of the greenhorn wearing a polka dotted dunce cap on a metamorphosised ass-head or the old fog horn keeling over and rolling away..Just little information, bytes, playing virtually in your mind....

and until u , i or some one else discovers this miracle drug..will get back with some more views on Ruby Tuesdays.