It’s Sunday evening.

The fresh face of possibility that Friday evening ushered in has retired to bed; slathered in moisturiser – a cup of tea in hand. In place steps the other lead character of the working professional’s version of “Grimm’s Fairy-tales” –  the spectral figure of Sunday Fear.

He sits heavy on the couch beside you as you remember that all of your washing was gleefully abandoned in the machine this morning, that you probably didn’t save that urgent report on Friday afternoon, and that you have no change for the bus in the morning.

Sunday Fear takes great pride in orchestrating the day-to-day disasters that most “9-to-5ers” can relate to. It is Sunday Fear who snoozes the alarm that morning of that early meeting with an important client, and rumples your freshly-pressed shirts overnight from within the confines of the wardrobe.

Good old SF is responsible for vanishing all your matching socks, leaving you at 7am with only one half of an ancient football pair, and a pop sock in a distinctive shade of terracotta that you have no recollection of purchasing.

Sunday Fear is the one that convinces you on a sleepy morning to just go for the “natural look”. The wisdom of this decision becomes questionable as you stand under harsh fluorescent office lights, realising your boss doesn’t recognise you because you left your eyebrows at home.

Sunday Fear has no interest in the fact that you adjourned to bed at 9pm in pursuit of a good night’s sleep, followed by a fruitful Monday. This is prime time to wake you at 4.19am with a panic stricken dream about turning up to the office with no trousers on, and setting the photocopier on fire.

Sunday Fear is no slacker. It is vital to get to work early in the week, ticking off the “Post-Lunch Slump”, “Wine Wednesday” and “Friday Afternoon Giggles” for maximum cumulative effect upon Sunday evening recollection.

Keep calm, though – Sunday Fear can be banished with relative ease.

Are you simply forgetting to set your alarm? Did you actually just neglect to iron those shirts? Was that bus fare guiltily spent on a jumbo bag of Doritos and a share-size bar of Dairy Milk?

Or perhaps it is time to explore a new career path? Sunday Fear sits on the Board of Directors of the Monotonous Jobs Committee, and as such, has no time to spare for those who are engrossed in challenging and motivating positions.

If you’re keen to ditch this unwanted tag-along, get in touch with us in Mason Alexander. We specialise in exciting roles for driven, passionate individuals – even if their socks don’t match every Monday.

 

Article written by Ali Murray. 01 6854414 / a.murray@masonalexander.ie