Boss's Day

So I was sitting at work a few weeks ago when an email popped into my Microsoft Outlook. E-mail is nothing unusual at my job, especially when it originated at a colleagues desk. I casually glance at the subject line to see what the office personnel (my "equals") desire of me now . . . only to realize that they want me to give them money to buy food to celebrate Boss's Day. The plan was, according the clip-art filled e-mail, to buy bagels and juice and other fun morning type foods to throw a breakfast social for our boss's to say "Happy Boss's Day Boss!" (****NOTE**** To read that quote accurately imagine the prissy cheerleader type, bob your head, smile fakely and read.)

Of course I have heard of Boss's Day. I have seen the endless number of cards in the super market and read the idiotic forwards from friends. I just think the day is stupid. For 5 days a week the peons of a company/firm/place of employment go to work and serve their employers. To ensure that a full pay check lands firmly in their grips on Friday the employee does what is asked throughout the week. The pay check arrives . . . it is great. If only it were the pay check of the individual the employee is working for every day. For all that the employees do for them, the employers seem to have no moral qualms taking some extra large portion of the proceeds.

So after all this work and slaving, the employees are expected to celebrate boss's day. I suppose we all just supposed to be glad that we have jobs and an income on which to survive . . . thus, we celebrate those kind enough to employ us.

That's just peachy, but I do not have to like it.

Despite my dislike I did the good employee thing. I took my money to the ring leader, helped pick out the treats and attended the little gathering.

Oh the joys of the things we do simply because it's an official "DAY" on the calendar. Good times.