Don't worry, I'll get it

I hate Thursdays. I don't know what causes it, but every Thursday my co-workers turn into turnips incapable of lifting a finger. If this were just an occasional thing, I think I could deal with it. We all have lazy days where we don't feel like doing anything, right? But why every Thursday?

Maybe it's just my own perception and bad attitude. Thursdays are supposed to be my day off, but now that I'm working full-time again, they're now my long days. I'm there at 7, I leave after 7. Ugh. Maybe I'm just grumpy because I don't want to be there, but come on...

Pop Quiz:

1. A client walks in the door. You:
a. Stand there and drink your coffee and pretend you don't see them.
b. Pretend to be busy doing something else.
c. Greet them with a smile and help them.

2. The phone is ringing. You:
a. Stand there and drink your coffee and pretend you don't hear it.
b. Pretend to be busy with something else and let it ring.
c. Pick the damn thing up and help the client.

3. There's a two foot stack of files to be pulled. You:
a. Stand there drinking your coffee, in my way, and pretend you don't see them.
b. Pretend to be busy doing something else more pressing, like checking your e-mail.
c. Grab a few and head for the shelves.

Apparently the answer is a.

Sometimes I wonder why I continue to care so much about my job when it seems like no one else gives a shit.