Saturmon [sat-er-mon]
-noun
When Monday Dresses up like Saturday and tricks you into partying.
Now you have a word to attach to the pain of Tuesday morning. Cures for the Tuesday after a Saturmon include:
Making fake offsite meetings, borrowing a company car and napping in a park.
Starbucks breakfast sandwiches (not the coffee, that would definitely make it worse, because then you'd have the guilt of a small farmer from Guatamalen in the pit of your stomach which REALLY doesn't go well with a Saturmon hangover. )
Making fake offsite meetings, borrowing a company car and napping in a park.
Starbucks breakfast sandwiches (not the coffee, that would definitely make it worse, because then you'd have the guilt of a small farmer from Guatamalen in the pit of your stomach which REALLY doesn't go well with a Saturmon hangover. )
And of course chocolate milk. Little known fact. Chocolate Milk is a saint.
So thank-you Sinden and F U Saturmon, really one led to the other but Sinden's music is too good to put the blame on him.