A really bad Good Friday

So I actually got out of bed, got dressed and came into work this morning. Why did I go to work on a holiday you may be asking yourself? Well, it turns out that Good Friday is not a holiday.

I know, I know. I could not believe it either at first. But then my job gave me a new handbook the other day to read. And, on the page listing the holidays, guess what? Good Friday is not listed!

Never mind that this day is supposed to bring into remembrance the actual death of Christ upon the cross for the sins of the entire world past, present, and future. I mean, how much holier could a holiday get? But I guess my job does not think Christ’s sacrifice affords me a three-day weekend and a possible barbecue at the beach.

So here I am, sitting at my desk bored as – it’s Good Friday and alternatives must be used – heck, as this has been the productivity of my day:

I think I’ll call the city offices and see what’s going on toda … Oh wait! That’s right, it’s Good Friday so no one is there!

Well, I’ll just try the school dist … Oh snap (as the kids say)! No one is there either! I wonder if that is because it’s, oh I don’t know, Good Friday perhaps?

Alright, I guess I’ll drive down to the Chamber of Commerce and see if they know of any … Guess what? They are closed too for, oh my goodness, can it be because of … GOOD FRIDAY?!? Well, I’ll be a monkey's uncle! (Not possible in Kansas, by the way.)

So, I’ll end this with a very hearty and sincere hope that everyone has a truly Good Friday and a very Happy Easter. And, if you have a spare minute amidst having all your work-free fun today, feel free to give me a call.

Because I really am bored as heck.