It can be a struggle to get through the second half of the day.
My first real job was working for our school district over the summer, cleaning and prepping an elementary school for reopening in the fall. Some of it was pretty gross, like scraping snot and gum off the bottom of desks. A couple of my friends worked there with me, one of them found an alcove above the auditorium you could climb up to and hide to smoke weed or take a nap. I didn’t get to take advantage of it very often myself, I was a girl, and therefore biologically incapable of operating a lawn mower or weed whacker. So I couldn’t disappear for long periods of time like Jimmy and Mike, who hauled some gym mats up to make it their personal crash pad.
I hope you aren’t having trouble staying awake this Monday morning.