I recognize I’m not the only person in the world that doesn’t love to work on Thursday; Thursday and Monday are bad too, although I hate laboring on Thursday after I have had two afternoons off… On Saturday and Saturday I don’t assume about work for a single minute. I put it behind me and try not to assume about anything that has to do with work. I absolutely don’t hang out with our coworkers on the weekends because they remind me of work. I don’t answer the cellphone if anyone calls me and I don’t attend any of the functions when the boss has a party for Christmas or the 4th of July. One of our coworkers begged me to go to the Christmas party this year. I genuinely did not want to go, although I agreed because she absolutely wanted to go but she did not want to go alone. During the Christmas party there was a concern with the gas furnace. It got hotter and hotter in the building and they had to call a repairman. I told our friend that those complications are the reason why I never go somewhere. When I locked eyes with the gas furnace repairman, I had to find out his name. I instantly had an attraction to the gas furnace repairman. I tried to find a reason to get alone with the guy, although I was not successful. I begged our boss to deliver me the name of the repairman that fixed the gas furnace and he told me that he wasn’t going to do it unless I offered to work on the weekend for a month.