Billy Coffey
Billy Coffey

Labor(ing) Day

September 6, 2010  

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In the twenty-two years I’ve spent working somewhere or another, I can say that I’ve never had to work a Christmas Day. Considering the fact that most of those twenty-two years were spent either at a gas station or a factory, that’s saying something.

Having Christmas off was always a big deal to me. To be honest, the rest of the holidays didn’t really matter (though you don’t know depression until you’ve had to work on Thanksgiving or Easter).

Which makes Labor Day sort of the anti-Christmas for me. I’ve never had a Labor Day off. Ever. There was always gas to pump or spandex to make or, now, mail to deliver. There are no federal holidays for me.  Like I said, I’m good with that. Mostly. But since Labor Day is sort of the goodbye song to summer, having to work today just kind of stinks. 

All of this got me thinking about the work I do and how much (or little) I enjoy doing it. Which then made me wonder about the work you do and how much (or little) you enjoy doing it.

I wrote it all down over at katdish’s place , so in between the hot dogs and hamburgers you’re no doubt grilling today, feel free to visit. And save me one of those hamburgers, would you?

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Comments

  • http://www.joannesher.com Joanne Sher

    Heading over right now, Billy. And there WILL be a burger waiting for ya if you make it to West Michigan before bedtime ;)

  • http://www.pridelandsmommy.blogspot.com *~Michelle~*

    Commented over at Katdish’s place……..but wanted to say Happy Labor Day to ya over here too!

  • Ralene

    I had to work a Christmas once (almost didn’t go in just on principle). It was the first Christmas after I moved out of the house that I didn’t go home. My roommate left, as did most of my friends. I was so depressed…and on top of it I had to work. Blah! But hey, I learned my lesson and will never again work on Christmas. Ever. :)

  • http://dutchhillnews.blogspot.com Annie McMahon

    If it can make you feel better, I worked yesterday too. Getting my kids ready for school, shopping at Home Depot, cleaning the kitchen, … And I didn’t get paid for all this work, unless you consider my son’s smile when I gave him his very first house keys a fair payment for all my hard work. :) He’s a big boy, now, starting middle school today.

    I work more when I stay home than when I go to my day job. So yeah, I love my job. And I get to write during my lunch break, which I can’t do at home with the TV on and so much house work waiting to be done.