I’m Awesome but Sunday Funday… Really?

I just don’t get it.  I’m a working man now… sort of and I can’t contemplate this concept of getting trashed on Sunday.  Do people who drink on Sunday’s not get hangovers?  Are they immune to everything tasting awful, not wanting to see sunlight, and the inability to move at a normal speed?  It’s so perplexing.  Monday’s are bad enough as it is, I don’t need to add cotton mouth and an insatiable yearning for a #2 from the McD’s breakfast menu.  I want to get out of bed, get dressed and get the day over with as fast as possible.

Or maybe I’m wrong, are Sunday Fundays just a college thing and no one does it in the real world or are you animals really getting after it at 2 PM on Sunday like it’s 1 AM on Friday night?  You can answer that one in the poll at the bottom.

Now don’t get me wrong, I love to party, dance up a storm, and regret my bar tab, but that feeling ends at roughly 3 AM on Saturday night and is quickly replaced with a love for not moving, watching TV, and wearing sweatpants (technically a love for sweatpants comes over me as soon as I’m home no matter what day it is but you get my point.)

As hard as it is to believe, as far-fetched an idea as it may be, as insane as this concept is…maybe I’m just not as awesome as I thought.  Is loving Sunday Funday part of the definition of being awesome?  I really hope not, cuz up to this point, I’ve prided myself on the size of my awesome gland.  I mean, I have Being Awesome listed under education, work experience, skills, and activities on my resume.  That’s right, 4 different times, and sometimes I feel like I’m still not conveying the message properly.

I dunno man, Sunday Funday’s just aren’t my cup of tea. If I didn’t have a job or figured out how to sleep well while drunk and wake up without a hangover maybe I’d make it my cup of tea, but until then, I’m just gonna settle for Sunday NotMondayDay and be happy about it.

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7 responses

  1. I almost voted but….to be a young professional I guess you can’t be a mid-30s mother of 2 with a part-time FUN job! But I look forward to seeing what you do with this!

    February 23, 2012 at 9:17 am

    • If you can dance like a young professional, your a young professional. You’re in.

      February 23, 2012 at 9:39 am

  2. I often look forward to my Sunday Fundays more than going out on Saturday night. Unlimited drinks at brunch is pretty much the greatest thing New York City has contributed to the world.

    February 23, 2012 at 9:54 am

    • Okay… I’ll give you that. All you can drink brunches are pretty solid but they still come with a hangover don’t they? Unless you’re not getting drunk. Then it’s not a sunday funday and its just a sunday casualdrinkingday.

      February 23, 2012 at 9:57 am

  3. I was just pondering this very subject during my walk to work today! Weird, right?

    March 27, 2012 at 2:40 pm

  4. The key is that Sunday Fun-“day” is just that. You’re not supposed to drink to all hours of the evening, rather, as a previous commenter mentioned, enjoy breakfast or brunch drinking. This spans into the early afternoon and evening, but you still get to bed at your normal Sunday hour. And, you can certainly have a funday without getting plastered by feeding a more than buzzed feeling throughout the day. This lessens the hangover.

    Whatever you choose to do, good luck and let us know how it turns out for you.

    March 28, 2012 at 2:02 pm

    • Ohhhh got it! I’m learning so much from you guys. Maybe I’ll give it a shot this weekend.

      March 28, 2012 at 2:15 pm

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