It was Thursday and the week so far had been unbearably long. The office was constantly busy at this time of year and work was piling up before my eyes. The strain had obviously started to show on my face too as I responded to yet another colleague asking if I felt alright. Although I’d force a smile and brush off their concern the truth was that I felt terrible, especially with the summer heat wave in full force.
“You need to get away my friend.” The cheerful voice shook me out of my daydream, and I turned to see Paul leaning casually in the doorway. I considered him my closest friend at work and we often went out for a drink in the evening.
“You noticed? This place is killing me.”
“Take a break then, go somewhere nice for the weekend.” Paul was always optimistic, a feature which I envied greatly.
“Yeah I wish. I’ve got loads of clients to see tomorrow and I’ll need to write those reports over the weekend.” It was true, I had been working almost non-stop for the last month. I sighed as my eyes fell on the pile of papers in front of me.