Billions of Australians are suffering crippling depression pains today over even the slightest thought of returning to work tomorrow.
“I’ve had 16 beers today, and even that hasn’t put a dent on the fear of returning to work tomorrow,” one desk jockey said.
“I hardly even do any work at work, but I’d still rather do less than nothing in my undies at home than go to the office,”
The unemployed are not exempt from the Sunday collywobbles.
“During the weekend, I feel like a normal person. But come Monday I see people returning to work, which only reminds me I only have $1.40 a day Centrelink payment for living. I can’t even afford basics like methamphetamine required by normies to be motivated enough to turn up to an interview.”
Prime Minister Anthony Albanese is not immune from Sadderday.
“I think I might just fuck off to Hawaii.”